Xanthia grabbed her head as the pounding returned, drilling through the concrete structures in her mind and toppling the walls she had done so well to construct. The pain was so intense, she foamed at the mouth like a rabid animal, but that didn’t make sense. They’d wiped out rabies centuries ago. It simply had to be something else.
Catzi did her best to hold up her friend who was shuddering with yet another never-ending seizure. Brallie looked on from the top of the steps. The lionesses had been unable to return to base as Xanthia’s fits had started during their protests and hadn’t let up since.
They were currently leaderless and couldn’t figure out their next course of action. Xanthia was incapacitated, and Catzi and Brallie were burdened with the duty of ensuring Xanthia didn’t swallo
