Great Bear Wilderness The pain beneath my scarred visage

Sitri woke up with a gasp and opened delirium filled eyes. They were hazy with the fever that caught hold and held. He strugged to his feet, he was burning up. I need water. Water. He tried to move around the healer not really sure in his feverish state if she was real or a figment of his imagination, but he needed around her.

HE stumbled quiet a few times and growled savagely as he snapped at the ground. Thinking he was being tripped by thousands of tendrils of roots, that weren't really there. He feel one more time and lay panting unable to move for a moment as he fought to stay conscious again.