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It was really hard for Eljay to tear himself away from Niamh when she half-awakened pleaded with him not to leave. Perhaps that was what made him stop in his tracks for a moment. Keep her awake, he instructed, being vague on exactly who he was talking to, Rye or Towhee; it did not matter to him, as long as someone took the task upon them.

Just as he was about to leave, Towhee turned to him and only then did he see that she looked tired. Her voice cracked a bit when she said his name. Worry instantly shone in his eyes. His eyes wandered instantly towards her hind when she said she was still bleeding, then back to her face. Towhee... he murmured, his face struck with grief. He felt even more guilty now that he had felt so hurt about not being told about the pregnancies.

Eljay swallowed thickly and then nodded. I'll — I'll get stuff. I'll hurry. Eljay then turned away and started towards the Blackthorn den. Only halfway there would he realise he could've brought Towhee's friend to help carry more things, and that he should've checked to make sure that Towhee's bleeding was under control at least, but it was hard to think straight through all of the stress.

feel free to skip Eljay a few rounds or so as well; I'll pop in again at some point? :)