"Get out!" roared a voice. A rock soared by the Lykuhna's head, clipping his ear. He ignored the pain and the blood that was now dripping down, staying crouched by the hole where his younger sister had fallen. Normally she'd have sprung right out, but this landing had twisted one of her paws beneath her, and she was curled up and whimpering.
"We don't want you here, you monster! Leave or we'll kill you!"
He wanted to yell at them, tell them that his sister was injured, that she needed help, but he had already forgotten most of the human tongue.
"Little Sister...you'll be alright. Look at me. I'll keep you safe. Reach out to me. I will carry you. I don't care how far..."
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