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The hand stroked across the panicked pup, the dampness slowly drying off, though not nearly fast enough. For the first time since she'd been sick Dalgina felt cold, not warm enough to feel good. She did her best to push into the warmth, wanting it to be better. The voice was from a stranger, and Dalgina's eyes opened. She looked up, realizing that it was a stranger. This wasn't Neela, she couldn't go back to Ichika. She was still in this pack, only the gentle comfort of someone she didn't know between her and tears.
A bird appeared, and for a moment Dalgina imagined that it was Grynn. It revealed itself to be something different though, slowly hopping towards her. Dalgina had always liked birds, but this wasn't her friend. This was sad. The bird spoke, and the voice was male. Dalgina stared blankly. Swim? The water broke. The water wasn't supposed to behave like that. It was supposed to be still and clear, something to run across and slide and have fun.
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