now that she's decided, she ought to tell @Rowan, her mother two. it's her brother she calls for after her coughing fit subsides, rubbing a paw against her muzzle and her dripping nose as the last notes fade from the air. she's panting; the climb up this way is a lot more taxing when she has to stop to cough her lungs out every few moments.
the girl groans, sitting back heavily on her hindquarters as another headache threatens. what an impression she must be making on her packmates, wandering the layer a dripping, coughing mess, hardly mingling with the others to the extent she thinks she needs to, instead sleeping much of the day away in her carved-out den.
she waits, and hopes, but none come. sadness weighs heavy, but she only tilts back her muzzle to relay the message she was going to, anyway - [i]I'm nearby! Safe! Find me at the lair.[i] And then she is gone.
the girl groans, sitting back heavily on her hindquarters as another headache threatens. what an impression she must be making on her packmates, wandering the layer a dripping, coughing mess, hardly mingling with the others to the extent she thinks she needs to, instead sleeping much of the day away in her carved-out den.
she waits, and hopes, but none come. sadness weighs heavy, but she only tilts back her muzzle to relay the message she was going to, anyway - [i]I'm nearby! Safe! Find me at the lair.[i] And then she is gone.
uh oh -- this character is harbouring the rabies virus and is contagious!
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