Mini Writing Excersise

Hello! Shaded here, just writing one of my characters' deaths... don't mind me ^ ^

Every breath made my chest tighten. I sat in my nest, staring down at the few pieces of chopped-up catmint which Cricketsong, our medicine cat had given to me.She'd given me an assortment of things, daisy leaves and other things. I had taken a few bites of the leaves-but it hurt to swallow them. Everything I did hurt. My stomach was hollow. My stomach growled, whining for a meal- but I wasn't hungry. I ate two sunrises ago.

"You need to eat, it'll get your strength up." I told myself, stunned by how hard it was to speak. At least I wasn't coughing...