Get Down With The Sickness

The sleeping monarch would rest fitfully, her sleep becoming interrupted by the sudden bitter cold she felt around her. Though winter's grip had found them it was not like her to be so cold. She would groan as she found herself fully awake by Dutiron's side. Blinking open her eyes she would find them unclearing and painful. There was no light but that of the moon her confusion would become alarming as she was suddenly taken by violent shaking. She would feel tears fall from her dark eyes, the liquid staining her cheeks and her paws as she cried out for Dutiron to awake if she had not already alerted him with her in controllable shaking. "Dutiron, something is wrong." she wouldn't notice the crimson staining her pelt, but her eyes would focus on the being standing outside the den. Series. Her father. A terrified scream would come from her lips as she scrambled to the back of her den, whimpers falling from her lips as she collapsed onto the floor.?