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A soft woof nearly sent Mekh flying out of his skin. So focused on the hunt, he hadn't taken note of his surroundings - a foolish error, he chided himself, should he ever hope to become worthy of rank beneath Seti's rule.
He halted, the sweet-scent still irritating his nose as he fought the urge to keep going.
What if - what if there wasn't a cure?
Ah, hello,Mekh greeted somewhat distractedly.
I was - am - following a most peculiar trail. It could be a medical condition. Er, not the trail - it just - I seem to be under some new affliction.
If he had possessed hands, they would be fidgeting. Mekh licked his lips anxiously, eyes darting back toward the game trail he had so diligently been tracking.
I don't know if it's contagious.
He swallowed noisily.
Everything tastes of honey and smells of florals. I must be ill.