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Something's not quite right - Illecebra - October 26, 2018
@Greyback I know you wanted one before she died.Anyone can join though
She had noticed for a while that she was growing sickly, but it had prgressed awfully fast. Her nose was dry and her eyes ran, goop all down the fur of her cheeks. Her breathing wheezed and popped every now and then, causing bouts of awful sounding coughing. She tried to keep warm and get her blood flowing by patrolling several times a day which is what she was doing now.
This time as she ran along the borders her lungs seized and she coughed hard, limbs and sides trembling so hard she had to sit. Her barking coughs echoed around the territory as she wheezed and gasped for air. Globs of phlegm and blood spattered the ground and she stared in shock for a moment, taking a rough breath in.
RE: Something's not quite right - Greyback - October 29, 2018
Making his rounds, Greyback perked his ears to the sound of coughing, the noise echoing in the silent territory. Turning, he followed it silently before emerging from the trees with a worried expression. There, he was Illecebra hunched over and staring at the ground.
"Illecebra?" He called, moving forward slowly to be beside her. Though they hadn't talked much, Greyback still cared for her and thought very fondly of his Easthollow family. "Are you alrigh-" He glanced down at the ground where she looked and stared in shock. There, upon the dirt was fluid his packmate had coughed up. Bending down, he sniffed at it lightly and confirmed the acrid smell of blood. This was bad. Looking to her, he raised up and furrowed his brows.
"You're sick," He stated. "You shouldn't be moving around like this..." He circled her and sniffed at her pelt lightly, wondering what could be the cause. She didn't seem too thin, surely she was eating alright.
"Illecebra?" He called, moving forward slowly to be beside her. Though they hadn't talked much, Greyback still cared for her and thought very fondly of his Easthollow family. "Are you alrigh-" He glanced down at the ground where she looked and stared in shock. There, upon the dirt was fluid his packmate had coughed up. Bending down, he sniffed at it lightly and confirmed the acrid smell of blood. This was bad. Looking to her, he raised up and furrowed his brows.
"You're sick," He stated. "You shouldn't be moving around like this..." He circled her and sniffed at her pelt lightly, wondering what could be the cause. She didn't seem too thin, surely she was eating alright.