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Keldava's soft contact was comforting, giving her the courage to remain where she was, looking at her worn brother. He didn't look very well. Was there something wrong? Dalgina leaned in closer for a sniff before jerking back. He woke up quickly, eyes snapping wide open. His eyes looked strange, glittering with many lights. It changed partly back to normal, no longer reflecting as much light as it had been, but still too wide, capturing too much. Why were his eyes like that? He smelled bad as well, and not a scent that she recognized. Dalgina hadn't been exposed to alcohol like her siblings had been.
His admittance to not being alright deepened her concern even more. Dalgina wasn't by any stretch a strong wolf. She was emotional, and flighty, and tended towards flights of fancy. Her family was strong though. It allowed her to be sheltered. Now she had to actually face the world, and grow up. She had to be strong for them now. Nodding her head she trotted out of the barn, happy that there was something she could do. There's a stream outback that the horses drink from.
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