Moonspear quaking forest

This illness lingered but Meerkat tried to look on the bright side of things. Her chest felt rather dreadful but her throat didn’t hurt anymore. She couldn’t stop coughing and the lack of restful sleep was making life rather unbearable but at least Njord and the girls hadn’t caught it. She was getting very sick of chamomile and peppermint, though they still managed to take the edge off the worst of it.

She grew restless in quarantine. Her husband kept her company when he could but most of the time, she was isolated in the ulaq. Although she felt pretty terrible today, Meerkat forced herself to her feet and walked outside, the bright October sunlight making her eyes ache. She narrowed them, taking a few long, low breaths. She coughed lightly.

Someone was coming this way. Meerkat squinted like an old lady, her heart skipping a beat when she saw it was Seal. She waited for the girl to come a bit nearer before holding up a paw. She had to use the other one to cover her mouth as she coughed again.

Hey, you. How was your trip? I’d love to hear all about it, though please don’t come any closer. I don’t want to get you sick, she croaked.