There is a person, lying on the burning sand, not even particularly arranging himself for less sand contact, eyes closed against the light, whimpering a little involuntarily now and again. He wasn't there the last time she checked.
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secondchance
He takes it and sits up a little. He tastes the blood. He puts the bowl down without drinking much and flops down again.
known-the-dragon
Aww.
She kind of wants to further investigate whether this has solved the problem sufficiently, but she's not very good at thinking right now.
After a while she faints, still bleeding.
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