Thread:Abbykurle/@comment-33999335-20180520125803/@comment-30921738-20180619205644

Reluctantly, Akurle sat down. She wasn't sure why, but she felt so angry. Maybe it just because she wasn't used to being the one that needed to be cared for. Maybe it was the sickness. Maybe it was Mr. Buttons attitude. Either way, she wasn't sure.

She felt tired and groggy, and she could defenitely feel her temperature rising. Sometimes she was hot, other times she was so cold she was shivering. Her throat was sore. But didn't want to have to keep stopping so her friends could take care of her. She had to keep moving, or put everyone in danger.

"That's enough." She muttered. Carefully, she stood up. "We need to keep moving." She looked up, but Mr. Buttons was out of sight.