Broken Boulder chicken noodle soup

"Yes," she croaked, laughing softly at the irony of it before bursting into coughs once more. To have her voice back, only to lose it again. "Stop making me laugh, Khali. It hurts too much. Yes, I got my voice back about a moon ago. Isn't it wonderful?" A dreamy expression made its way over her face, before she became grave, focusing on the second part of their conversation.

"Really, it's fine," Lily insisted, shaking her head. She nodded at the ground. "Come and sit a while with me. Not too close, though--I don't know if I'm catching." God forbid she make the rest of the pack sick with whatever this nonsense was. She was tired of being alone; she could use a friend, especially when she felt so under the weather.