Swiftcurrent Creek Doesn't matter if you don't wanna play my game

She was warm, but what was left of her tail ached, and the pain seemed as though it would never end. Whenever it was touched she murmured soft whimpers in pain, at times escalating her voice to a soft shriek- but she found herself exhausted from all of the overwhelming stimulation.

She was hungry, but began to fade. She smacked her lips together and burrowed her face into whatever furry limb or body she could find, searching for food, only to find nothing. 

She stopped searching with a sigh, and fell still to conserve energy.