Jade Fern Grove Turn off the lights and turn off the shyness

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Midar watched the seeds scatter across the ground in front of him and looked up when Alarian began to speak. Looking back down, he considered eating more than three but quickly decided he would do as his companion instructed; he looked tired, and so Midar felt bad causing him more distress anyway. He leaned over and used his tongue to swipe up three seeds into his mouth before swallowing them. If they had a taste, they were gone from his mouth and on their way down his throat before he could note it. His gaze rested on Alarian's shivering form. Thank you, he said, the words coming out a little scratchy. He was pretty sure he hadn't said really anything at all since he woke up from his forced unconsciousness. Then, the beast slowly got to his feet and using his front paws, dug more snow out of his make-shift bed to widen it a little more. Every forward and backward motion of his legs irritated the wounds and made them throb, but he was motivated by the promise of the seed's eventual pain relief and by the thought of his companions warmth against his body; that was the whole purpose of his getting up and jostling his wounds in the first place--Midar wasn't going to let him shiver in the snow. When he had made the hole just big enough to fit them both snugly, he lied back down and looked at Alarian, waiting for him to come lie next to him.