***LUCA***
The next two days were agonizing as we sat silently, watching for any change. With the fear induced panic over, things had gone back to normal for the most part. Mom, Lily and Sylva came in regularly. Sam had to give Scissera a feeding tube, and watching him put it in made me feel completely helpless. Sylva had been in and out, checking on Scissera when she could, but spent a large amount of her time briefing my border guards on the situation with Shadow pack patrolling outside our territory, and deciding on funeral rites for her late husband. Dad was helping her arrange a ceremony in his honor in a few weeks' time, inviting Blood Moon to attend if they wished. Sylva didn't think they'd come, but sending the invitation was the right thing to do.
I had, of course, extended the
