There was still much to do around Casa, inside and out. Alister, now fully, recovered was busy enough with all the repairs that needed to be done, but he was riddled with worry. Isa, a woman who'd been fast becoming a friend to the tawny knight had fallen grievously ill. He'd visited the couple at their home days ago to find her bedridden and frail, unable to wake. Alister spent most of that day pouring over various medical texts beside Hadley, relaying whatever information he uncovered to the illiterate carpenter. The word 'coma' kept cropping up, each time without a word on how to wake the afflicted. There were things they could try, but the risk was high, and neither of them knew what they were doing. The cause itself was uncertain, and Alister was forced to part from the pair of them with Isa still unresponsive. If she didn't wake soon...No, he didn't want to think about that. She had a mate, a daughter, so much to live for, how could this happen?
He stared at the ceiling ponderously, hands beneath his head as he lay on top of his bed. He'd go check on her again today, see if there was anything he could do to help Hadley. The man was a mess, frantic for a cure Alister was almost certain he wouldn't find. Time was ticking away for the silvery woman, they could only pray that she would wake up. Unsettled, he left the bed and fastened on his cloak. With a brisk pace he headed up the stairs and towards the doors. As soon as he had one of the doors open his gaze fell to the ground where a pup stood, tail bent beneath her and ears low with fear. "Amatha?" The Callow man glanced around, but didn't see Hadley anywhere, nor did he smell him. The young girl must have run off when Hadley wasn't looking.
He went to his knees to be closer to her level, "What's the matter, now? I'm not that scary." He teased the child, reaching out slowly, so he wouldn't startle her, hoping to pat her on the head soothingly. He waited for the pup to calm down, surveying the surroundings, "where's your father?" The Callow man looked her in the eye, narrowing his just a touch, and quirking a brow, "not running off are you?"
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