The Sentinels We've made it this far

The cough he'd thought to simply ignore had grown a bit worse, settling deep in his chest, and the frigid air only made it harder to contain it. The cold had never to his memory had such an affect on his lungs and if this was growing old they could keep it. Irritably he tried to get the rattling bark under control, Pearl's call to hunt one he didn't want to ignore. He just might have to take it easy in the getting there.

A stab of anxiety struck him, but he forced it down. Perhaps after the hunt he'd speak with Blue, see if she had anything that would help. A slow trot brought him up to where she was, and he felt the threatening tickle in his throat, but swallowed readily, nodding as he caught Pearl's eye and would wait to see what the plan was.