"Larka, please, look at me." Midnight murmured, pressing his muzzel against hers. He had never seen her like this, and now he was very, very worried.
Sage gasped with pain, her blue eyes glaring daggers into Talen. "I thought it was obvious. Take a guess." She snarled, curling in a ball slightly.
Sparrow awoke, her green eyes flashing open with confusion. The man was watching her, and a strange scent was in the air. She stood shakily, keeping her weight off of her broken leg, and spotted what the mysterious substance was. She liimped heavily over to where the strange brownish, black substance in a plastic bowl.
( Don't have Spinner die! O.O )



