"Psst. Peri," Sedgepounce whispers through the leafy rivulets of gorse, tucked away in the farthest and most quiet part of the medicine den. It's as far as Cottonsprig will let him go—and, admittedly, as far as he's willing. Periwinklebreeze is his friend, but that doesn't mean he wants to catch Greencough just for kicks.
Carefully, the tom listens for sounds of life beyond just...wheezing and rustling. Somewhere in the shallower parts of the den, frostbitten cats rest. Bunnypaw rests. He doesn't want to disturb any of them, but when a gravelly voice lifts to him in response, some tense tangled wires in his chest start to loosen. "You okay in there?"