Out from hiding she see Tata in sleeps. But he look different. His blood’s falling out of his head, and red on all paws. He look eaten. There black and white feathers and more blood all over. Bluefish frozed again, alarmed, for the first time, without any idea what to do next.
Once, she felled on blackrock. That’s the only time her blood ever came out of her. Ana had licked to make red gone. So this is what Bluefish does, curling her tiny body against Tata’s lip, she licks.
