Feeling so low | Open, sick

[Onyxdreams]

~ ☼ So far in life, Onyx had really been incredibly lucky when it came to her health, in fact the only time she had ever even been sick before had just been a short day or two when she had gotten a mild cold. For the longest time, she had just thought that she had a strong immune system or something along those lines, that she just didn't get sick easily. What she hadn't realized, however, was that she hadn't really had a lot of opportunities to catch something, due to spending most of her early life indoors. Now, with the freedom that Spring brought with its rising temperatures, she had been spending much more of her time outside, playing with Sword and her other friends, and nature had been quick to disprove her theories.

Just last week she had caught something and been confined to the house for a while, just generally feeling not-so-great with a side of coughing, it hadn't been a good time. It hadn't been all that bad either though, and the moment she had started feeling better she had gone straight back to what she had been doing before. Now though, now things were a bit different. The hybrid could already tell that things were going to be rough for the next few days when she woke up feeling like she was simultaneously freezing cold and burning up. Taking a breath in, she immediately winced at the feeling it brought to her chest, and the soft wheeze the action made in general. Groaning, she did her best to slide herself out of bed, slowly slinking down to the floor with her blankets in tow, laying there on the floor for a few moments, pressing her face into the cool floor. Winter...he would know what to do, he had been a medic for a while after all, and he had helped her last time! Plus, he was closer than Ares was right now, and from the sounds coming from her window, he was probably out in the garden at the moment

Finally lifting herself up on limbs that felt far weaker than they should be, she shambled for the door, nosing it open and stepping out into the hallway. As she slowly crept down the stairs, she caught sight of herself in a nearby mirror and grimaced at her own appearance, fur ruffled and unkempt, wrapped up in blankets, she looked...not nearly as bad as she felt, but still not great. Pushing open the front door, she shivered as a breeze passed over her, clutching her blankets tighter to her body as she plopped herself down onto the front porch, unwilling to go any farther "WINTER!" Onyx called out, her voice coming out much weaker and more hoarse than she had thought it would. "WIN-ack!" Her next attempted call was cut short as a cough interrupted her, leaving her bent over and hacking into a paw for several long moments. "AHHH, THIS SUCKS!!"