Save Me From This Insanity

Fire. That's what had been burning through her body, the sickness coursing through her veins.

The small fae would collapse onto the ground, not even being able to stand up from the weakness this thing had brought the female. She would lay her small head on the fresh, powder snow. Large, white snowflakes would land on her pelt, and it was a nice relief to her scorching fever. "Whyyy meeee?" she would cry out, melodic chords of a voice cracking with the sickness. She had no idea how she had gotten this, why she had, or even what it freaking was. She would roll over onto her side, blurry spots staining her vision. "Wha?" her voice would go high pitched with worry, cracking when she would trail off. Misha would quickly sit up, watching crimson tears fall on the bleach colored snow.. Those were her bloodied tears on the whitened snow at her paws.

What the hell was happening with her? She would feel her muscles twitch with agony, the fever rushing through her body again. "I can't take this anymore!!" She would bark out, snarling and snapping at the frozen wintery air, ivory fangs gripping nothing in their attempts.