[Fawn]

Originally Posted by The Cannibal

@Dipper

I mean it would be ridiculous to think that Cobaltshade wasn't expecting that question, the problem was explaining in detail what happened was next to impossible. There were swimming moments of consciousness and so many things she had never been exposed to before, they could nearly numb her mind. A small, half-laugh escaped her as she tried to gather her thoughts and ultimately failed. The only detail she had straight was the minute she was taken. It was one of the most terrifying moments of her life.
A small yawn parted her jaws. It felt nice to lay down here and not have to worry about escaping. That was something else she remembered, the desperate, feverish desire to escape.
Anxiety rolled off of her in waves for a moment before she closed her eyes, breathing in the familiar scents of Riverclan, and the medicine cat den around her. She didn't need to escape anymore. She was home. "Long... Story... Twolegs." The blue-gray senior warrior kept her eyes shut for now. That might help with the swimming feeling.

Fawnsqueak's frown lines sank deeper in worry, but it was visible that Cobaltshade was in no state to recollect her experience even if that was feasible. Maybe she didn't want to. Maybe he didn't want to know. Chewing the inside of his cheek was an effort in vain since it wasn't preluding anything but her nap, so he dropped the subject with a sigh. "I'm ... glad you're back," he offered, small. It was a kind sentiment that hopefully would resound with her.

Quieter yet, in case she was already resting, Fawnsqueak said, "Sleep well." It was hesitant like a question, colored by concern. He exhaled a long breath and peered over her a final time, shoulders caving in with defeat. He felt helpless.