OOC here. /+000
Ayita's reassurance was met with a blank stare. She was used to worrying, working to keep others from finding out about her. She had lived alone for so long, unused to the care being heaped upon her. Even in the pack Terra had been strong, teasing and helping out where she was needed. To suddenly find herself on the receiving end of that was strange. It wasn't the first time Terra had been scooped up like this when injured. Terra wanted to protest that she was fine, could move on her own, but it wasn't the truth and she knew it.
Sighing Terra let herself be carried, looking around to see if anyone else was seeing her in this awful weak condition. She wanted as few members as possible to know how much damage she'd ended up having done to her body. If Terra had only been a little more alert, a little more careful, this wouldn't have happened. The offer of food had Terra's tail wagging. She was starving. Terra had been putting that off by sleeping, but the simple offer had her mouth watering. Thanks! Her voice was enthusiastic, with all the joy of a pup despite being so weak.
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