Stone Circle euaiaire

He can be doing this pretty much anywhere in the territory, so feel free to teleport him.

Murdock was tired. He'd had a strange cough ever since the incident with Steph and the bison. His rib was hurting constantly, and he couldn't shake the strange fatigue that followed him wherever he went. He couldn't wait for summer to come and get rid of the snow - he had a feeling that some long hours under the sun would do him some good.

For now, though, he could only lie in the light that filtered weakly from the cloudy sky above, chest rising and falling in an odd, hitching pattern that hinted at something much more serious than a lingering cough. Murdock had never felt this sort of pain before, but he imagined that time would heal it the same as any wound.

He just wished it would heal a bit faster. Time had yet to dull the hot, sharp pain that radiated from the place where he'd been struck. It worried him, but far be it from him to allow anyone else to claim the same thing. He'd keep it to himself until it became a problem, and then he'd think about maybe asking for help.