Give Me a Juggernaut Heart
05-27-2014, 12:09 PM
Adelaide kept her eyes locked on the sick pup, concern evident on her face. She couldn't let something happen to the first born of the queen. It was unthinkable. But the woman felt it was her responsibility to protect the other children, as well as the other pack members. Katja seemed determined to stay by Valeriya, so the healer instead looked to the young siblings that had arrived. "Please, little ones, move away. I promise your sister will be alright, but getting too close could make you sick too." Her touch was gentle as she pushed them away. Just then, another wolf came crashing violently into the scene. The white maiden whirled about in shock. It was a grown female, younger than she, and also a member of the pack. Adelaide had encountered this woman once before... her name was Isidora. She also seemed to have contracted the disease. Isidora stumbled about blindly, crying out for help as blood streamed from her eyes. Delirium, fever, and tears of blood. What other horrific symptoms could there be? As if on cue, Valeriya lost consciousness. All chaos was beginning to break loose. Sapphire eyes looked about, shining with relief when they fell upon Callisto. She was still fairly inexperienced, but she could be of great help until Maximous arrived. "Oh, thank goodness," Adelaide sighed. "Callisto, could you please contain Isidora while I examine the pup? Make any diagnoses you wish, your conclusions are as welcome as any." It would be helpful for this girl to provide a fresh set of eyes. Perhaps she would notice something Adelaide had overlooked. The snowy female spared a brief, encouraging smile before turning to Valeriya again. She leaned close and sniffed at her a bit more, the heavy weight of dread settling into her chest. She watched with growing fear as Valeriya stayed under, her eyelids and toes twitching occasionally. "It's a seizure! Everyone stay back. Katja, you can trust me, I promise." Adelaide sent a look of urgency to the black female, reaching out carefully to Valeriya. Her paws were gentle, rolling the pup to her side and parting her jaws to clear her throat of excess vomit. She could very well be choking at this point. Adelaide lowered her head to the ground by the pup's head, listening for the sound of breathing. She desperately sent up a prayer, waiting for a breath to stir the fur on her face. The close smell of vomit made her blanch, but she persisted. Come on, she thought, the dread becoming heavier as it sunk through her being. Breathe. Come back to us, Valeriya. Walk. "Talk." Think. |