Wild Berry Meadow What are you running from, and may I interfere

for @Eleni <3

He had come to the meadow to search for the missing prey only to find that the icy air and relentless drizzle made his chest ache. He had pushed himself to get here after growing frustrated with lying around the lake feeling like crap, and now he was seriously regretting it. His chest was on fire; breathing was difficult, and the exertion of walking here had forced his lungs to work much harder than they were really capable of right now. He eyed a promising group of trees in the distance between fits of coughing, thinking if he could just make it there, then he could rest and all would be fine. That was easier said than done, though, and if he hadn't been the ridiculously persistent man that he was, he might not have been able to make it to the small patch of much needed relief from the freezing rain.

He collapsed to the ground on his haunches once under the trees, thankful to finally sit down as he was overcome with more coughing and wheezing. He struggled to draw in breath once the episode was over but eventually was able to slump miserably to the ground. He shouldn't have made the stupid decision to take a walk; it wasn't like he wanted to eat anything anyway, but he had hoped to make himself at least useful enough to find something for the rest of the group to eat. Instead, he was stuck here for a while until he somehow found the energy to try and make his way back.