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CALISTA I raised my head in response to the soft knock on my door. It was my sister, and I gently took my paw off Lykos' chest. He was still lying there, silently. She stepped inside, saying she had brought Lykos some soup, carrying a tray with a covered bowl and my heart clenched as I returned my gaze to him. I nodded and thanked my sister, who placed it on the bedside table. Lykos had not said anything the entire night. He hadn’t eaten anything either, and I was deeply worried. I could not imagine what he had been through out there, and my father tried to question him about what happened, how he survived, and whether the others were truly dead. However, Lykos remained silent. He just sat there, staring at nothing, lost in his own world of grief. After my father had assisted him in ch