That Don't Kill Me

Viper had been out on her daily run around the island which was a normal feat for her ever since she joined Chimera on the island. She hadn't been feeling quite right or herself lately, but she was a tough girl and kept moving past the feelings and ignoring them. Her lower stomach had been feeling weird, harder, maybe she felt a little queasy here and there but even if it was something to worry about, she didn't.

She had noticed too that she was slowly getting bigger, not too much now but the sudden change just made her believe that she needed to run or train more. Which didn't really make sense but she didn't question it.

Around a lap on the island, she came to the shore just along the line of traffic to the den, stopping rather suddenly as the sick feeling overcame her and she immediately retched in the sands, only stopping to quickly bury the vomit but the gagging feeling still didn't subside even after everything had left her. She growled quietly, waiting for the sickness to go away so she could go back to her run.

"Viper"