Boomer opened his mouth as though to scream in pain, but instead of a painful cry, there was a painful wheeze and mouthful of blood spewed out of him. Very nearly every part of him hurt and the few parts of him that did not hurt had gone numb. Breathing had become a laborious endeavor. Oxygen was not getting into him at a steady flow and the Red Hawk was starting to lose consciousness.

Keemeome was shouting something to him, but he knew not what. He could not tell if he was still holding onto her, but he prayed that he was. He continued to hear the sound of his mother's voice, but he could not make out the words. As his conciousness steadily declined, his sight began to fail him. He tried to sort out his surroundings, he tried to ensure that he was still holding his mother and being her anchor, he tried to maintain consciousness, but as steadily as his sight fled him, so to did his ability to stay awake.

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