Morningside Cuesta ouska

Etienne gave a soft gasp and shifted to help Heda where she fell. Though she had gotten bsck up. Every bad thought was still there
But Etienne was a healer to his core. And he could no more leave her there alone in muck and mire than he could quit breathing.

'eda let me 'elp you up dis.

And though he boiled like a dormant volcano and he cursed and spit on the name of Glaukos.

Though the close proximity reminded him ten fold that she held a piece of Anselm Etienne could never have. And she had given the yearling a gift he could also never provide.

He still reached out a paw to help.