The Sunspire sidesplitting sharpness

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Her forward progress was far from quick, nor was it even particularly fluid as she usually traveled. Instead it was a heavy gait, one made uneven by a sore leg and while it was warm out, she panted too much for someone still all slicked in creek water.

Somewhere along the way, she became aware of a familiar agouti wolf. Her ears stayed angled back although her stare focused, despite the burn in her head. Aleera, she greeted in a gritty voice, one not yet used today. And naturally, the fellow Sunspire female picked up on her.. less than stellar condition. Ame grumbled in response -- the wolf equivalent of a vague hand gesture indicating her unwillingness to say too much.

Been better, was the best answer she would muster, and as she said it, she angled her wounded shoulder Aleera's way so that it could speak for itself. Her scabby nape was only a further indication of what bothered her. However, she was not quick to say much about the.. suspected fever (but she was still panting, so it was probable that the female could infer as much). She was still hoping to have this pass soon, hopefully within the next few hours. Amekaze could tolerate aches but not this too.