"Down... here," she replied with a fit of coughs. Her breath wheezed and her tongue felt dry and clumsy. Trying to stand, she fell before reaching a sitting position.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Alright, so I'm too weak to move around. But what about flicking my tail?</span>Lightheart raised her tail and fatigue made it thump the ground. Caramindia probably didn't see the movement, but the sound of it should bring her to where she was at.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Please let her come, please let her come...</span>Lightheart pleaded.