Dusty looked up at the stars as she laid down to go to sleep. Shadow stirred as Tornado's snout touched his arm. Dusty smiled as the best of friends, and even more, went to sleep underneath the stars. Dusty looked at Muck. Shadow had bandaged his stomach so that he wouldn't suffer severe blood loss. Dusty pressed her snout on Muck's and a tear slipped onto his cheek. Muck shot up out of his sleep. Dusty stumbled backwards in shock as he rose on his haunches. Muck tore off the bandage. The wound was gone.

" What?" he breathed.

Dusty looked shocked as could be.

" Dusty." Muck said.

" What?" Dusty asked shakily.

" Your an animus." Muck said in shock.