Hushed Willows you're my devil, you're my angel

It was as Kavos attempted to respond that a flash of panic flare in his eyes. In his attempt to communicate with the other he had accidently swallowed a leaf and now said piece leaf was lodged in his throat. A fit of coughs overcame him, rocking his tiny body as he attempted to clear his throat. He had never felt like this before and frankly he did not like it one bit.

In the midst of his coughing he looked to the older wolf with imploring eyes as if to beg, “HELP ME NOW!”