(Old Deuteronomy's POV)
"What happened?" I asked gathering an obviously upset Jenny into my arms.
"It's Munk," she said, "He's hurt, after that fight with Macavity. He's unconscious in my den, Tug's with him. I don't know whether he'll..." she broke off suddenly and buried her head into my fur.
"Munku," Demeter mumbled in shock. Lonz put an arm round her,
"He'll be ok," he said, uncertainty lingered in his voice, "Come on, we've got to get back to the junkyard."
I nodded my head dumbly, it all hadn't really sunk in. My son couldn't be dying.
"Back to the junkyard," I ordered.
"What happened?" I asked gathering an obviously upset Jenny into my arms.
"It's Munk," she said, "He's hurt, after that fight with Macavity. He's unconscious in my den, Tug's with him. I don't know whether he'll..." she broke off suddenly and buried her head into my fur.
"Munku," Demeter mumbled in shock. Lonz put an arm round her,
"He'll be ok," he said, uncertainty lingered in his voice, "Come on, we've got to get back to the junkyard."
I nodded my head dumbly, it all hadn't really sunk in. My son couldn't be dying.
"Back to the junkyard," I ordered.