Uta
He nodded in response lifting a paw and holding it close to his maw in case he needed to cough again. "I will be sure to do so," he responded coughing once more. "Thank you my lady," he called back as she started to leave. He dropped his paw and turned away from her heading in the opposite direction. His movements were rather slow and sluggish, he was hunched slightly as though he was afraid that it could be more than just a cough.

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