Three days of rain intermixed with occasional sleet had not done the ground's consistency any favors, and Tsuga's mood was fast deteriorating right along with it. Another gust swelled up and hammered at him, driving cold rain into his flank and eyes. The trees in this forest were large but even their branches groaned against the barrage, and every once in a while he heard the distant snap of tensile failure. Between their tangled roots small rivulets had formed now that the ground was too saturated to hold any more water, which meant any nook or hollow he might have wanted to dip into would be no dryer than just standing in the lee of a broad trunk. Worst of all was losing the kid, though. She couldn't have gotten far, and he didn't think she was injured. Hoped not, anyhow. He thought to himself that surely he would have sensed the piqued interest of the spirits, if not outright heard Galena howling for help. Barring worst case scenarios which he refused to think about, they must have just both turned the wrong direction and in conditions like this trying to smell, see, or hear someone at a distance simply wasn't going to work out. Best he could do was hunker down and wait. He closed his eyes and tried to level his breathing, pushing his mind into a quiet place where the storm could not reach him. Gently floating the idea of warmth and security out into the air around him to see if the tendril might get picked up and tug him one way or another. "Talk" "Listen" Think

whatever those pups had had, they’d had it bad; Spider has spent the last season holed up in their den, attempting to wish away the illness that had suddenly descended upon. alas, willpower alone clearly wasn’t enough to expel whatever but had infiltrated their system, and by the time Spider had recovered, they’d been left with gratitude and an even deeper sympathy for poor Jamie, whose own immune system seems to hold a grudge against her for no particular reason. alas, they’ve survived, and despite the cold season, Spider comes across the newcomer with a burst of optimism. granted, the male isn’t trespassing by any means, so it isn’t as though they ought not to be welcoming, but the perpetual good humour twisting their maw is one they’d thought long gone. it’s rather comforting to learn this isn’t the case.

“hello there,” they call out, squinting through the snow-laden breeze.
"Araneae Fatalis"

Fairytale wasn't feeling well, everything was making her sick. Nausea was set in. She didn't feel good since she went after the caribou with a friend. Sure she was fine, but was she truly fine. She coughed, her tail tucked between her legs. The sound of a thud was offered forth. Cold wind whipped around all over the small female. The albino woman standing out like a sore thumb.

Whatever the caribou was infected with maybe it had infected her? Just maybe? She was scared and lost her friends cause she ran off trying to catch the caribou. Although she got lost in her own right. Fairytale had her willpower though and the scent of others drifted towards her.

Her nostrils flaring, however Fairy had felt tired from the day that passed behind her. The albino woman was weak from not eating or anything that didn't help matters as she stumbled upon her paws, her legs folding under her frame as she laid there. "Got to get home. Got to find...." Her voice fell silent while she passed out exhausted...

"Speech"

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