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The Norwegian Fjord danced on the spot as if he were planted upon hot coals. "Is she all right?" he asked anxiously, also giving the foals a few licks as he tried to relax his nervous energy.
 
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"She's much like her brother.. Hot, sweaty... Sick. It seems it wasn't of your doings, but they both caught some sort of sickness" Shadow sighed, wishing it would all go away.
 
* Sprite stood next to him, trying to reassure him. She laid her head on his withers.* " Shes ok. Shes breathing. We just need her to wake up. Any ideas?"
 
Remus closed his eyes at her touch, and nuzzled her cheek gratefully. "I'm okay, I'm okay." He wasn't, not as long as the foals were unconscious, but clear heads were needed, not anxious, flighty worry warts.

Images assaulted him of horses lying on their sides, heaving for breath as sweat glistened on their coats and they moaned for water. Little foals dizzy and unable to stand as they were consumed by fever. Mares collapsing, but not from birth pains. Remus watched every detail from his memories, and finally opened his eyes, breathing less labored.

"We've got to keep them cool," he offered quietly. "Keep them partially in one of the nearby streams. If they start to shiver, take them out again and keep them warm. What do you think?"
 
* Suddenly Sprite had an idea. She galloped off and returned a few minutes later, breathless but holding a few things. She set them on the ground: a marigold flower, a few mint leaves and a pitcher plant. she crushed them all together and waved it beneath both Bandit and Layla's nostrils. Then she left some there for them to inhale and turned to explain.* "if you leave strong smelling stuff near them, it might shock them awake."
 
"Good thinking, Sprite!" Remus smiled at her and turned to watch the foals, hoping and praying that it would work.
 
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