gasp, is she dead?!

Tethys nodded in response to her uncle's instructions. He was older, and she had no doubt he knew better than she did, so she'd willingly follow his lead. Doing a good job and not disappointing Crux felt important to her, more important than the obvious - saving this girl's life. But the outcome would be the same, so did it matter why she was complying?

She needed food, water, and warmth. Tethys hesitated as he spoke. "I'm not sure," Tethys admitted hesitantly, aware that they ought to be fast but finding it difficult to weigh whether she should struggling to find Crux's den or leaving that to him. "I can keep her warm though, if that works?" She looked at him, hopeful that choice would appease him. If so, she'd slowly move to lay alongside Dierdra. The fact that she'd responded to her request made her hopeful that this wasn't destined to fail.

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