One hell of a night

Well didn't Elli sound just lovely? Worry reflected in Ritsuka's eyes, ears flicking down some. The healer was sick? Would she have not taken medicine for her illness? He recalled her running in on the tail end of the meeting, right before it began, and leaving quickly as well. Something had to be wrong, very wrong, and Ritsuka wasn't leaving until he found out what it was and fought to fix it. The male would quietly slide inside, only to witness more coughing, before another would enter the den as well right behind him. Ah, Misha... and she seemed to be doing better as well. Trusting him more, and the male thought that he could call her a friend. She was a packmate, but after her outburst at the beach he'd been a little wary at first, but things seemed to be, for the most part, smoothing out with her.

He would return the respectful nod to Misha, giving her a smile before turning his attention back to Elli, lifting his gaze, emerald eyes shining with a bit of seriousness. "She's sick it seems... and I believe she may have been for a period of time, haven't you, Elli? Is that why you've been avoiding the pack?" His voice was firm yet gentle. He was not angry with her for this, at all, but he would show right away that he was serious in making sure he got the proper answers, and would not just simply leave if she tried to claim she was fine. "What have you taken for this cough thus far?"

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