> You had been sitting here on the forest floor, trying to stay still and just straight up not touch the protruding bump that was bone that threatens to break through the skin of your calf.
> You are so fricking scared and it hurts just so fricking bad. If your lusus was here, she’d lift you up by the back of your shirt and haul you onto her back before carrying you hive. But she’s not here and you don’t know what to do with broken bones! You’ve never ever broken yourself like this before! You don’t even know if this can even be a thing that can be fixed!
> Straight up freaking out. You are just straight up freaking out, and crying in your panic, and searing pain, and the sun will come out some time, and you have to move, and you need to get this firewood hive you need to go hive, and you are freaking the everloving frick out!