"So, I know y' heal shit." Maeve blurted abruptly, not quite caring if the pup was busy with other matters, or if she even wanted company at all. The fae had been feeling like this for a long time, however over the course of a few days there seemed to have been some sort of build-up and she was just feeling way too much now and holy shit why was it so fucking hard to breathe? She was panting now, shaking just a tad, and boy was she uncomfortably sweaty or what? It was winter, why the hell was she so sweaty? 'Piece of shit, leave her alone. Leave everyone alone. Disappear. Stop. Stop. S T O P.' She argued with herself, trying to control the dark thoughts that seemed to occupy her mind at frequent, inopportune moments. "Gonna need y' t' do sumthin' fer me. Like, now Nellie." Normally she wouldn't talk to one of the pups in this tone, she loved the pups. However, she needed everything to stop, and she needed that to happen right this second.
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