Coran swallowed hard, his mouth feeling dry, his tongue like sandpaper. He tried to stop his mind from saying the worst to him but there was nothing he could do. What if he had the same disease that other wolf had, what if there were things living in him? His breath started to quicken and he nodded quickly to his brother's question. "Yes, please… I think that would be for the best."
Coran squeezed his eyes shut, trying to steady his breathing, to be brave. He didn't want to fall all to pieces in front of his brother but there was a deep fear rising to the surface. He couldn't help but speak it in a shaking voice. "Brother… am I… am I going to die?"