Disregarding his comment with a quiet hmph, Bella slowly moved towards Jamie and peeked down at the pups. The black one looked happy and healthy as it rested in Jamie's arms - but the second one, not so much. Every heave of its chest came with a squeaky breath, almost as if the act of breathing was a painful one.

"Let me help," she said, and without a second thought crouched beside him. She placed her hand on his bicep and gave it a gentle pull downwards, attempting to get a better look at both pups. "I'm sure I could brew something -" Anything, be it a broth or a draught. "- that might have some effect."

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