Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-28298302-20160713033511/@comment-26053883-20160720220841

(you know what

he's gonna disturb the happy little reunion

i'm going on a character-killing spree, I'm currently killing off three but haven't even started one death scene)

Oakleaf stumbled toward Army and Snowflake, coughing loudly. The illness had gotten worse and worse by the day, and resting hadn't helped. He hadn't eaten for days, and his skinny body was too weak to fight off the sickness. Oakleaf burst into where Army and Snowflake were, coughing weakly. "Please... help... sickness..." he yowled between coughs.