One of the others she had healed was back.

  They told him she was in trouble.

  Someone had captured her.

  He had been aware of the grouping of bad others,

  He had done nothing about it.

  They had yet to harm his own…

  But now they had.

  She had done nothing to the bad others.

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  She was…

  Kind.

  Patient.

  Loving.

  She protected, without hurting others.

  No, he couldn’t leave her with the bad others.

  He would gather his,

  They would protect her.

  The her who protected the young ones,

  The her who healed his others,

  The her who looked at him without fear.

  He would send out his others to watch the group of bad others.

  He would wait until the bad others made a mistake.

  He would gather more others.

  ‘Strength in numbers.’

  And they would get her back.