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DieHeart watched Ula walk into her den and glanced around the camp, all seemed to be in there dens and asleep. He could get some rest tonight. Crawling in after Skylar and Conall he curled his body around them; laying down with his head facing the den entrance. He laid awake and alert for little while; but soon his tired eyes fluttered shut and he fell into a soft slumber. His body seemed at peace, laying still. But his sleep was filled with dreams scattered all over the place. Happy ones of him and his family, but then there was alloe who hawnted him daily.
Conall laid his head on DieHearts back and closed his eyes, falling asleep in seconds. Surrounded by the warmth of his father and sister he slept well. His night was dreamless, he stared into the black dark place. Waiting desperatly to have the fantasys he once had. Dreams seemed to fade away and he had less and less each night he grew older. Deep down though Conall didn't want to grow older, he was scared of disappointing his parents and his Aunt.
Ula felt odd the past few days, distant from the others. She walked into her den and to the back of it and laid down, resting her head on her paws. Eyes scaning the shelfs of her den. The supplies she had was starting to thin out. She wrapped her tail around her body and planned out the day ahead of her. She would go searching for more herbs, taking Sky along with her. It would be good for the young wolf to come, learn more scents. Maybe just maybe she would find that willow herb that helped with sight. It broke her heart knowing that poor Sky wouldn't be able to see again, and she would try her very best to help him.