Two Rivers Isle Too lucky isn't lucky either

She stumbled a bit as she kept walking, coughing so much her throat hurt. It was like tiny paper cuts on the inside of her air pipe, the coughing being the salt that worsened the already existing pain. Her mind shot back to Veritas- she had strained her voice before, but not like this. She needed honey, but where she could find it she knew not. The thought of being poisoned by the Silver Creek leader was a constant thought, yet she had no evidence to back that theory up. All she could do was try to breath.

When Burke approached, a whimper left her maw, but no words followed. She nuzzled his neck fur, coughing every now and then before pulling back- she didn't want Burke to have it too if it was contagious. With a worried frown and soft whimpers she waited for them to come up with a plan to help her- however selfish that might be.