Feeling so low | Open, sick

[Onyxdreams]

~ ☼ This just sucked, not only did she feel like utter garbage, but she was about to be stuck inside on top of that for at least the next day or so. It was Spring, her first Spring, it was finally nice and warm outside and instead of getting to go out, play, and make the most of this, she was gonna be stuck inside, again! No playing with Sword, no searching for more things to add to her collection, hell, she wasn't even going to be able to get any training in either, it just...it sucked! Coal colored ears twitched on top of her head as her eyes lifted from glaring holes into the porch to fix Sunsetpaw with a somewhat pitiful look as she approached. "I'm suffering" Onyx replied raspily, a loud cough trailing after the declaration, and a low, drawn out serpentine hiss of irritation followed. Ugh, as much as she hated to admit it, her fellow discens was right, she could have definitely used a nap and some soup. "If we don't I'll fight some bees for some, those greedy yellow jerks...."

The relief the hybrid felt when Winter finally entered her line of sight was almost enough to make her forget about how crappy she felt. She was glad that he had actually been near the house in the first place, otherwise she probably would have just been stuck laying in bed, or worse, had to actually go into camp. As a paw was pressed to her head, she immediately began to pull back from the touch, ears flattening against her head as she sought to escape cold sensation. It was just so strange, how cool Winter had felt for the few seconds that they had been in contact for, that was definitely not a great sign though. At the mention of medicine, her expression immediately souring from that look of hopeful relief to a grimace. Medicine was usually awful, more often than not it was just bitter and straight up nasty to have to take, but...there was a chance that honey would be involved, so...that was a plus at least, right?

'Of course it doesn't sound good...' she thought, though she really wished that they wouldn't point it out like that. At least they sounded concerned though, that...she still didn't really know what they were actually, but if anything, Survivor was definitely firmly in that category of things that looked cat-like but weren't exactly cats. "I...think we're good? We have all the stuff you need, right Winter?" Even if she did utterly despise having to take medicine of any kind, it did help, and not having any right now...that would be pretty concerning. "Besides, I don't think you'd want to pick a fight with any bees to get their honey, they're jerks..."