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Every bit of her seemed to visibly relax as the severely injured wolf's eyes began to open, a heavy sigh slipping noisily from her muzzle. He was alive! That was wonderful news. At the very least, it meant he wasn't on his way to dying right in front of her, and she would be spared having to witness that for another day, although it was still anyone's guess how many more days the poor wolf had in him. It was only a small victory, really. With a body in this condition, how long could he remain? How long could he sustain himself like this, with a missing limb and so much missing fur while the sun beat down on them on this side of the territory? But how is he going to get out of here? she wondered, still unable to fully understand how he had even made it all the way out to the rocky island at the lake's center without drowning along the way.

Barely did he manage to speak, and even when he made the words they sounded horrible and very rough, as if he lacked any sort of water in his system whatsoever. Had he been in the desert like this? It was a horrible thought. Any wind and all that sand would surely have irritated his exposed flesh something horrible, not to mention the fact there was nothing there to provide shade or respite from the sun. "You're, uh," she paused, realizing in that moment that she had never been here before herself and therefore had no name to call the lake by, "I don't...I don't know exactly," she answered unhelpfully, her words sounding pitiful even to her own ears. Wonderful help she was being.

He tried to move, though unsuccessfully. All the distressed wolf could manage was to rise a few inches from the ground and then flop helplessly back to the stony island again. Ashtoreth winced. "You shouldn't-" she began to say, but was stopped when he asked another question, this one much more easy for her to answer. "Ashtoreth. And you shouldn't-" But he was already turning hastily around, scrambling with his paws as he managed to wriggle around and get his muzzle near enough to the lake water to drink from it. And it seemed he had no intention of stopping. The lean grey wolf watched, surprised by his sudden speed and movement and at a complete and total loss over what and who she was dealing with. "Are you okay?" she asked at length, her brow knit in worry over her gold and purple eyes and her expression a mixture of concern and wary surprise.