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*Laeta*

Before Emile’s rather abrupt arrival, Laeta’s room was quiet and the ambience was solemn. Though the sun had arisen again, much to Laeta’s relief and Mel’s overwhelming joy ("Oh my lady, it’s a miracle! The sun shines upon us yet again!") that relief was short lived. Many of the Hallows wolves, according to Mel’s reports, had regained their strength. Whatever growths they had from their illness, or the ooze that ravaged their facial features as much as they had affected the woman’s, had disappeared as the golden rays of light shone upon the earth. Laeta was no exception, with the ooze at least — since the sun had come back, her breathing had eased tremendously, her fever broke, and she no longer was choking up on the gunk. It just disappeared like magic, but neither her nor her badger companion cared why. All they cared about was that Lae was no longer in danger of succumbing to that ailment.

Yet, she still couldn’t move her legs. Not even an inch. Whatever the firefly entity had done to her was beyond what could be cured by the rising sun. Perhaps Syanna’s grim diagnosis was right, after all; her neck was broken and because of that, she was doomed to a life of being unable to care for herself. It was the worst possible outcome, and although the woman was determined not to let it get to her, it did.

Mel had been busy tidying up the room, something he almost felt compelled to do every hour or so. Laeta’s mood lifted temporarily thanks to the luscious rays of sun that warmed her bones, but she was still in pain. Her joints ached like a fire licking at her hips and knees from being locked for so long. She groaned softly as the badger made a ruckus sweeping the floor with a handmade, short-handled broom he held in his maw. "Mel, please," She pleaded from her position in her bed, laid to face the window. "Don’t worry about the room. It’s not like my packmates care if it’s immaculate." The badger paused, adjusting his monocole and casting her a concerned look. "I know, my lady, but it’s for your own health that I do this. Nothing helps the body more than fresh air and a spotless environ-"

He was interrupted as a blonde wolf shuffled into the room, almost in a panic. Immediately, the badger jumped, startled. "Oh dear!" He squeaked out, watching the commotion. Lae used the propped pillow beneath her head to help raise it towards the male that had entered the room..quite unnanounced. He seemed frantic, as if running from something. After the long night, why would anyone be so frightened? It was peaceful once more, nothing else could’ve been so threatening. It was then she noticed the ringed scar around one of his eyes. Hmm..maybe best she not ask about it. It could be a sensitive topic, much like her injury. The paralyzed woman cocked an eyebrow, her ruby eyes now clear and glinting with curiosity. Both her and her companion stared at the arrival, and to break the awkward silence, Laeta cleared her throat and said, "What’s got you so frightened? Did something scare you?"" With a pause, she added, "I’m Laeta, by the way. This is my friend and caretaker, Mel," She nodded her muzzle towards the badger, who bowed towards Emile politely. They didn’t know the whole story about his surprise intrusion, but they weren’t upset in the least. It meant more visitors!

"Speech"

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