[Doom]

Dawnstrike didn't feel so well...

The siamese warrior stumbled weakly into camp with her head hung low and eyes wide, but extremely dilated. She breathed slowly with her maw gapped, and her tongue drooped out the front of it like a dog. Several scratches and bite marks could be seen along her pelt, which had been soaked by a mixture of fresh blood and foamy saliva. Her brows furrowed in distress as she looked around the clearing in a frantic and lost way, limping aimlessly until she bumped into a nearby shrub. Her reaction was delayed, but eventually, she turned and snapped her jaws at it angrily. She missed the bush and fell beside it, beginning to squirm uncomfortably like a surfaced worm. Her slurred growls echoed across the clearing, alerting everyone nearby.

@BILL. @Fuzzy