12/14/2021
Bark seemed confused on his littermate's sudden absence. He cowered with fear as Fern hacked and gagged and frothed, and sat with his mother for a long time afterwards even though she didn't acknowledge him, comforting her into the night, until Resting Bear pulled him away. He expressed his questions, to which his father told him with a straight face that Fern had died. He thought silently for a minute, nodded, and turned his attention elsewhere.
