remedy

The cold bite of the air irritated the liquid in her lungs, making each breath sharp and aching and causing her to breath shallowly to avoid the inevitable coughing fits as much as possible. Still, it was soothing to the fever she had been struggling with, so she stayed outside of the den anyway.

She opened faded blue eyes when she heard his voice, and smiled to see his expression. Her bright boy, her loving and intuitive Geoffrey. "Geoffrey," she rasped. She smiled invitingly towards him, and carefully pushed herself up to her haunches. "Will you sit with me? I'd like to talk to you. We've had so little chances to talk just the two of us."