Sylvia Fenris' POV ***********************************************I woke to unfamiliar warmth and the low murmur of voices I didn't recognize.For a moment, I thought I was still dreaming, a soft bed, sunlight through a window I had never seen, the smell of woodsmoke and pine instead of academy linen. Then pain registered, sharp and everywhere, my paws and my feet all bandaged, my whole body aching like I had been dragged through the entire forest, which, I realized slowly, was not far from the truth. Every muscle protested when I tried to move even slightly, small fires lighting up in my shoulders, my ribs and the soles of my feet."She is awake."I turned my head toward the voice and found a woman I did not know, older, with kind eyes and a healer's careful hands, sitting beside the bed, a basin of water and clean cloth on the table beside her. Behind her, stood two men I recognized instantly by the crest stitched into their collars, the crest my history classes had taught
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