Meesei, despite her overall fatigue, remained sitting up on her bed, instead of laying down to rest. When the rest of her pack did come to see her, she wanted to erase any fear from their minds of her safety, so she did not want to appear still bedridden. While she was waiting, she decided to start work on the long process of healing her scars. With how long they had gone untreated, it would take some effort to return her scales to their normal shiny, smooth state. 

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Peiter was groggy when he first opened his eyes. At first, he was not entirely sure where he was or what had happened; that is, until he tried to rub his eyes. He looked to his right, and was overcome with an almost unparalleled feeling of horror. "What? Oh, no...no no no no no. How could this be? I...I remember."

Bringing his hand up to his head, Peiter tried to hide his tears. He could not bring himself to look at Uthri or Tzirret, and was not particularly responsive towards them. "Why me? Why did he do this?"