“Wolfsca

Deanna shouted, and quickly crawled out of the stolen blanket, her little Sephie whimpering helplessly. "Sephie, wait here. He will help us. I knew he would!"

He barely twitched, but she seemed to hear him whispering her name. After getting sick, he doesn't even eat the small amount of food she manages to find or steal. This morning, when the sun rose, she noticed that his dark blue skin was stained a sickly gray. Now, as the sun and daylight quickly faded, he didn't speak all day. or move.

“Wolfsca

She shouted again, chasing the wandering star, which flew far past the treetops, barely visible under the darkening blue sky. She prayed silently to the ghosts of her tribe who remembered her, then jumped over the tangled bushes and ran to the open ground.

As soon as she left the woods, she chased him as fast as she could. He couldn't be mistaken, a hazy star moving low in the sky, like the gods had forgotten to fix him. They haven't been together for long, but Wolf Scar Man is good, they're good friends, he likes Seif, and even though she behaves so horrible in the end, for little Sef's sake, he'll definitely forgive her. She will do whatever it takes. Please, please.

She ran fast enough to beat a horse, so fast that her mind couldn't keep up with her, but she didn't catch up with him. She concentrated and ran away with all her might. Her cheeks bulged like sails when she opened her mouth to breathe, which she had to do because her nostrils couldn't fill her lungs fast enough.

She was a little dizzy, but didn't catch up with him. He ran too fast. She will never be able to catch up. She's going to yell. She skidped, stopped, and slid four steps through the mud and gravel.

"WOLFSCAR!" SHE SCREAMED. WOLFSCAR !” She covered her mouth with her hands and screamed over and over again, so crazy and desperate that she felt like something was tearing in her throat. She jumped, waved her arms, and screamed incoherently.

He didn't stop. O gods, priest, let him stop. He didn't stop. She blinked so she could see clearly. “WOLFSCAR !” He didn't stop.

He was too far away. He flew so fast that the wind whistled past his ears and there was no hope. In sheer frustration, she wants him to stop, as if she were a goddess herself, who can influence the world as long as she has thoughts. WOLFSCAR! SHE SCREAMED MENTALLY IN HIS DIRECTION WITH ALL HER MIGHT. It made her feel a little exhausted, and she realized that she had injected a little energy into it. She'd never done that before. What a waste.

She fell to her knees in defeat and watched as the light of the wolf scar faded away, now so far away, her poor heart crumbling in pain. She had spent the whole day lying beside poor Sephie, watching him suffer, and she didn't know what to do but keep him warm. He doesn't eat or drink. She was terrified.

Sev will die. He may have died.

He hadn't been happy in a long time. Sephie cried for days after leaving the others and now always seemed so lonely. But where can she find relief? She also has no friends. Not anymore, after losing the tribe and insulting the first people who helped her. Aguna and her family have always been so kind and forgiving, look at how she treats them. Since then, Sev has been unhappy, and neither has she. She dragged the guilt behind her in a stretcher, and it sat there staring at her viciously. She couldn't get rid of it.

The blue star turned around and began to move towards her.

Her first reaction was fear – she actually had to face him now. Speak. What would she say? How could she ask that? Pure, innocent wolf sca

He would have been ostracized by her. It's better to hide. Maybe it's better to let Seif go with herself. It's unbearable. She almost did. Her legs twitched to get up and run.

Old stories about her father flashed through her mind. It's just a fleeting thing; A flash. She took her father's hand and jumped over a stream. And just like that, it was gone, but it was enough to make her hesitate to consider her options. Something about him haunted her and helped her think.

Little Sephie needs a little joy as much as he needs a dose of medicine, and that's exactly what Wolfe SCA is

I can give it to him. He loves wolf sca

。 Wolf sca

Although small, he is resourceful. He knows where to look for help. Maybe poor little Sephie will die, but maybe not. She had to give it a try. She can also save this. She had to be strong. She was her father's daughter and taught him all the arts. The strongest, smartest, and most caring man in the world. She can do that. with help.

She stood up just in time to greet him.

“Dya

The little boy with dragonfly wings and glowing light said. "Where......" he looked around in confusion.

"Where's Seffy?"

"No, I thought there was someone else with you. It's right there for you. But how can you talk to me like that? Only Gabi would do that. He said with a squeaky bird's call.

"You...... Do you hear what I'm thinking?" She asked, surprised and delighted. "I don't know, I just tried."

"Deanna, are you alright?" Your lights look messy. Where's Seffy? Is he okay? Wolf sca

Ask. He flew close to her face, frowned, looked at her very worriedly, and looked around for the boy.

"He's sick. I need your help. Will you come? She asked. She pulled the cloth out of her chest a little and invited him to the place he frequented, barely realizing what she was doing.

Wolf Scar walked in without thinking, cold as a snowball. He sat down with a twist and said, "I'll come to help Sef, but not you." You said mean things. I hear. I had to go to my dad and tell him I had found Pepper, so I could only stay for a while. ”

She almost snapped back, but his words made sense, so she endured it. "Wolf sca

You're colder than I remember. She said as she turned and ran back. What she meant was two-fold.

However wolf sca

Seemed to have forgotten completely and began to babble as she remembered. "That's because the sky is cold and I fly a lot. But I was about to stop. Dad couldn't make clothes for me anymore because he was still a slave. But he can go now because I just found Pepper. But I was about to stop. Usually I'll find a bear to warm up, or some squirrels, or a cute dog, and sometimes birds. Sometimes there were other elves that we decided to be friends with, so they warmed me up. But sometimes we're not, so neither are they. Sometimes I find a warm chimney. But I had to stop a lot because it was too cold to fly around. He explained. Hurry up, Deanna. ”

She's chasing the wolf sca

The process had gone further, and while she had her own path to follow, fear had made her limbs as heavy and slow as metal. What if Sev is already dead? She left him alone, alone, helpless. So close to death. He would have chosen this time, to die alone and in fear without her.

Wolf sca

kept urging her to go forward, and kept muttering in her mouth; He just seemed happy to have someone to talk to him for a while. Deanna only barely listened, not understanding most of what he was saying. She was just too worried to pay attention, and her energy was running out. Finish. Gods, why should she indulge herself like this?

She didn't run faster than the average person, and she was out of breath when she arrived. Where the child is lying, the blanket is completely stationary, but this does not mean anything. His breathing was too shallow to be sure. No, she had to watch. Father, God, please, let him get better. Let him recover. "Sephie, my dear, look who's coming." She said softly, kneeling on his shoulder.

She pulled the blanket over his face open enough to look at him, and Wolf Scar jumped down and walked over and patted him on the cheek. Sef's skin, once beautiful night blue, became even more gray; A dark and dangerous color that quickly covers the moon like a midnight thunderstorm. He looked like a corpse.

But he opened his silver eyes, blinked a few times, and tried to smile. He said, his voice faint and hoarse.

Wolf sca

Tilting his head, he smiled like a concerned old woman. He said, "Hi, Seif. Are you sick?"

"Yes."

"How are you feeling?"

"Bad".

"How bad?"

"Too bad. Welfare is bad. Seif closed his eyes again and grimaced as he tried to smile. Deanna's heart was broken for him - he was so weak that he couldn't even open his eyes, he was so eager and wolf-sca

So much so that he used his last strength to put on a friendly face. He was really dying. He's done. The most precious child. She blinked her eyes to keep the tears from coming out, holding her breath to keep herself from sobbing.

Wolf Scar said, "Deanna, pull the blanket off him and let me see what's going on."

"What?!"

"Do as I say, girl!" They're too heavy for me! Wolf sca

replied, completely imitating A

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What okles look like. It was so out of place at the time that she almost laughed.

"Just for a moment. It's too cold for him," she said. The little fairy just patted his little foot impatiently, exactly imitating what Agunn did to get the flower to hurry.

When she pulled the blanket open, Sef barely reacted. He didn't even tremble, even though he was wearing only an infrared suit that the bearman had made for him. Wolf Scar flew waist-high, arms crossed. "Turn him over," he commanded.

"Why? She asked.

"If he's on his side, it's even harder. Don't argue! Wolf sca

Again with A

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Okles said.

She hesitated, but did so, and after making sure that Servf didn't hurt herself by curling up her slender tail, she flipped it over and let it lie on its back. She flattened him and rolled it under his thigh.

Sef's expression turned painful, and he gritted his teeth; Deanna reached out to take his hand, but the wolf sca

Shake her off. "It's useless for you to do this!" He grumbled. Then he pulled her back a bit.

The little fairy was satisfied that she would not interfere, so she nodded, and flew over to kiss Seif's forehead. He gently patted the boy on the horn and said, "It won't take long." Be strong, okay? You can do it. Then you can warm up. ”

Sev nodded, so faint that he could barely see it, wolf sca

It's time to get to work. Deanna didn't know what he was doing, but he was serious. He slowly flew around the boy's body, about a foot high, with his hands outstretched. When she was training, her father had measured her essence in the same way, but only in the three containers where the essence was stored—lower, middle, and upper—all in the center of the torso. But wolf sca

Scurrying around, it doesn't make sense, so he must be doing something else. Occasionally, he would fly down with a frown, put his ear to the boy's knee, or put his hand on his navel, or do other similar random movements. This fairy, as always, is ultimately a complete mystery.

Now she could see Seif, only part of the skin on his face, shoulders, chest, and abdomen was gray, distinct from normal blue-black. Wolf sca

Very interested in the borders of this region, slowly flew over it several times from all directions. He told Sev to open and close his mouth several times, then carefully observed his ears and nose.

Finally, the fairy plopped down on Sef's chest, crossed her legs and her chin in her hands. His gaze never left her little devil, and it seemed to Deanna that his gaze was full of pity. Just as she was about to ask him what he had learned, he said, "Deanna, what are you going to do if he gets better?"

Deanna looked at the little thing, its light illuminating the small beads of sweat that had just begun to form on Seif's chest. Otherwise she would never have seen them on his skin. "I ...... I will return him to his people. I'm looking for them. I'm sorry, Sef. I'm very, very sorry," she said. It hurts her to say it out loud, but Seif barely reacts. She doubted that he fully understood what she meant.

"Well, you're nowhere near where they are. Sef, do you want to be with Deanna? Wolf sca

Ask, as if it's that simple.

"Yes," he said. He sounded scared.

"Deanna, he wants to be with you." Wolf sca

Say.

"He doesn't understand anything!" She shouted at him. How dare he? Didn't he know how hard it would be for her? Can't he see how hard she's trying, and that's never enough?" Please, help him, so that I can bring him back to his people."

Wolf sca

Seems to ignore her outbursts. He was still sitting in his place, though this time he turned to look at her. She tried her best to pretend to be resolute, but he seemed composed. He just said, "Why are you giving up on keeping him?" No one is going to give up, Deanna. Only you. You can do difficult things. ”

She opened her mouth to answer, then closed her mouth again and looked away. Anger, shame, fear, and sadness were all tangled and tangled in her mind, and she would never be able to sort them out. Of course she can do hard things. But not this. She was overwhelmed. Even if Sev survived.

Wolf Scar held his chin in his hands, looked back at Sev and said, "Deanna, I want to tell you something. When I first met my dad, do you know why he likes me? Because I brought an apple to Gabi and he was ahead of the curve, I had to find him and hold the apple, which was really heavy. I was mad at him, but I knew she had to eat, so I took it. Guess what he said to me? He said I was a loyal little thing. Later we became friends. Sev is also loyal, isn't he? Dad could see that, that's why he liked him so much. All the children, or most of the children, I think. I think that's why God loves dad too. They are friends. Do you know? They are. Mom and everyone else too. We've all seen him. Palthos。 He was also faithful, even though he was a god. But maybe that's why Dad doesn't like you. ”

She stared at him for a moment, taken aback. Wolf Scar is an honest, innocent little guy who deeply touched me with his words. Deanna isn't loyal at all, is she? As she watched her father burn to death, her loyalty and all her kindness were destroyed. A part of her body was broken that day and could no longer be repaired.

The turmoil in her heart made her painfully realize: maybe she wanted Sev to die because she was afraid of losing him. Maybe she wants Aguna to hate her because she's afraid that Aguna will come and hate her one day. Perhaps predicting and expecting the worst means she has some control over her life. Maybe it means that she can learn about the world and no longer be afraid...... But that last point never happened. Fathers, gods, what's wrong with me?

"All right, Deanna, put the blanket over him, but only where I sit. He can't be too hot yet. ”

"Will he be okay?" Where do I take him for help? She asked, pulling up the blanket and clinging it to the wolf

on the back. "Do you know what's wrong with him?"

"He's sick." Wolf sca

Say. "It's because of these things."