Sun Mote Copse There beyond the palisade

It doesn't take long for someone to find him within his possible grave. Chanel, his baby sitter and love of his life comes to the rescue, her comforting scent washing over him along with the loving touch at his side. He smiles at her, attempting to nuzzle into whatever part of her he can reach.

"Yeah," he mumbles between whines and rapid breaths. "I dont.. i don't know whats wrong, i'm scared Chanel." He cries, reaching a paw out to hook into her fur.

But whatever security and safety Chanel brought with her was soon snuffed out by the loud gurgling within the boy's stomach, and with a groan, he was quick to flop limp on his side to projectile vomit within the general direction, hopefully not hitting the woman.

"I want my mom..." he sniffles and sobs through the mess.