"Hana, it's okay to be sad. I'm sad about losing her, all. The. Time!" Timber holds his sister close, and hugs her. "Remember, you aren't lone."

Hana embraced the hug. She felt a little better but sadness still weighed her down. She tilted her head a bit when she heard small tiny yips in the distance.

"What do ya hear Hana?" Timber says, looking at her ears. "Hungry?"

"Something is yipping." She said as she stood more alert and curious. She tried sniffing a bit, but whatever it was was too far away.

"Well, what is it? Wolf pup?" Timber stands, pearking his ears.

"I'm not sure." She hesitantly walks toward the noise, gradualy picking her pace up. She almost reached the source of the yipping when she stopped. The smell of rot and cadaver stung her nose. She sat and shook her head, refusing to go further. She had a bad feeling about it.

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Cadaver- the nauseating smell of death. Like when the smell gets so bad it makes you involuntarily dry heave

Timber plugs his nose, and keeps going. He falls down, and spabs himself on one of the fangs that were still there. "Ow! Least nothin' bad'll happen."

Hana shivers as she watches Timber trudge forwards into he thick dank smell.

Timber shivers and starts to foam at the mouth. W-what is this? D-did that creature have... Rabies? Ah! Ow!

*Le gasp! Rabies? Timber would die from that- T^T*

Hana stares in shock at the sight before her. She started fowards towards her brother in an attempt to investigate.