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Sorry Phox! You’re so welcome. Lemme edit.

The weight of her voice and it’s hoarse cracking sound were sharp on him. His mind was weak. He did not sleep for long outside the den. Any noise from within was enough to spark his young body to life, to help. Her mind had seemingly been wrought with fever dreams. He could not silence her, or pull her from the memory of them. The only way out was to move through it. 

You need water, he said in a grave voice. A dark figure stood nearby. Antigone watched him with shrewdness in his stare. Was this another friend to Meadow? A man who cared for her? He had brought food, so he would not be given all of the boy’s icy demeanour. 

Swift as his paws could carry him, Antigone rushed to soak moss in the river. He returned with it sopping so that she might lick at it. Just enough to wet her throat. If she could wake long enough, if she could think through the confusion and pain, she could tell him what he needed to do to fix her. 

Intense blue eyes were on her face. He nudged the soaked moss toward her snout.