Doctor Doctor, Gimme the News

The tumble of words as Rhythm arrived was heartbreaking, and Cascade moved swiftly forward to press her shoulder comfortingly to Esti's, all the while her brain kicked into overdrive. She hadn't been here when the plague swept through, but Neios had it hadn't he? And she'd heard stories about it, about the terror it induced in the packs here. "Hey, Esti, hey," she said soothingly, "It's going to be ok. If it's the plague, we have a cure for it now, remember? And if it's not, Rhythm and I will figure it out." Well, Rhythm would figure it out - Cascade wasn't a proper healer after all, she dealt with trauma not disease. But she had raised up a bunch of young pups, and young pups seemed to all get the same sort of bugs, so it was likely Ash had the same sort of thing. She sought to bump against Esti again. "Ash will be up and running around again in no time. He's a tough kid. Is it all right if we take a look at him? Was he able to tell you what felt sick?"