Amora leaned her head to the side, trying to see what the strange markings on the page said, but her master crumpled it up too quickly. She rubbed her neck, watching him go to the edge of the lake. Glancing back over at Shadow, she nibbled her lip. Obviously she was afraid to be left alone with him again, but thankfully Midnight knew what might happen, and he was likely listening for any sign of a struggle.<br/><br/>Oddly enough, the puncture wound, or where it had been, didn't hurt, but the rest of her body did. She felt a bit lightheaded from having less blood now, but that feeling faded away eventually. Amora watched in silence as Midnight put the fish over the fire, and allowed Shadow to go hunt. "Are you sure that's a good idea? What if he tried to eat me again...?" she shrank down minutely, hugging her legs with a worried expression.