[div style="max-width: 360px; font-family: palatino; color: #c48d85; text-align: left; padding-top: 8px; padding-left: 10px; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 12px;"]I̕ ͠ f́ee̸l ̡s̵̶o ́fr͢áil ͡an͜d ̡em̷pt͠ý ̶t̶oo

It's the pitter patter of rain that roused her.  The steady drum catching the vixen off-guard.  Drowsy and weakly rising her head, Kiira glanced towards a nearby window.  Silently, mismatched hues watched the water drip down the glass.  Still confused.

The arctic fox had been frail and scrawny before the heatwave.  Now, the vixen was barely even skin and bones, paws trembling weakly as she pushed herself up.  Wobbling closer to the window to peer outside.  Fog misting up the glass.

Drawn in now, Kiira slowly made her way towards the door, running into a wall on the way as her tail disappeared behind her.  Wheezed softly through weak lungs and offered only a quiet hmm to the concerned voice in the kitchen.  Her friend would follow her out if he grew too worried.  Knew her poor health had been steadily worsening.  But she wanted to see the rain from the outside, not just from the window.

Had to push her entire weight against the door before she suddenly walked straight through it, stumbling onto the porch in surprise.  Beneath the overhang it was still relatively dry, but the hazy vision ahead more than confirmed the steady downpour.  Not the first.  Hopefully not the last.

Heaving out a broken breath, the ex-medic leaned against the wall.  Quietly, she inhaled.  Wet stone, grass, and wood.  Hope... But a part of her worried.  It wasn't even really summer yet.  She had to shake those thoughts away, wincing at the pounding in her head.

It was enough, for now, to sit in the cool air and moisture.

© MADI

Almost everyone had been suffering in the heatwave, save for Elsweyr's newborns. Which was understandable; they shouldn't have to die so early on in life. Elsweyr and her children were first priority. What Vigenere didn't expect, however, was Suvi being so frail and weak. He should have expected it though, given how corporeal the vixen seemed.

At first, the savannah was glad to see her - that is, until he came closer to her home and saw how weak she was. "Shit, Suvi." Vigenere cursed between gritted teeth, mostly to himself, before he spoke louder to her, "You need something to eat? We've just been able to stock the fresh-kill pile." He didn't want to make it so obvious that... she looked like the wind would take her out of existence. [glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]