Under the covers

Osprey stared at her fore paws with a blank gaze, while Blue willow named all of the symptoms that she had gone through lately. Some - such as sickness - had been more distinct than cramps and being bloated. She had been tired - yes - but then again she tended to walk long distances and wasted her energy in various other ways. She had felt heavy though and the places that had been once easy to reach weren't like that anymore. Come to think of it - being out of breath was something she had never experienced up until lately.

She searched her mind for an appropriate swearword that could sum up the myriad of emotions she felt at the moment. But none of them seemed good enough. This was bad. She had been in trouble before, but this was the peak of any previous misadventures she had ever been into. Then a thought occurred to her, but deep inside she knew, what would Blue say. "And... there is no way to fix it?" she asked without looking at her friend. It was a shameful thing to ask or do, yet, what other options did she have?