Pinepaw weakly stumbled into the medicine den. Hacking and wheezing, he collapsed onto a moss bed. The world was spinning around him... where was Hollowpaw? Oh! There he was. Brown spinny blob. Ugh, his head hurt so much. Maybe it would be better to lay down and close his eyes. Stop the spinny. Urghh, he felt horrible. He managed to raise his head strangle out a feeble "Send me to the..." A coughing fit interrupted his sentence. After wheezing for about a minute, he regained his breath enough to finish what he was saying. ...sick camp." Pinepaw finished, letting his head go limp and collapse onto the den floor.
whitecough is now greencough i hate my life rn, i somehow ended up with covid)) Raccoontail padded into the den behind Pinepaw, and glanced at him. "What's up with you?" He half-meowed, half-coughed. "I'm here for whitecough?"
@Neptune.