Let the Wookiee Win
Kuhbee was beginning to think the worst part of Wookiee flu wasn't the fever, the aching muscles, or even the miserable coughing.
It was the loneliness.
For days, the young Wookiee had been confined to the hospital wing of Shiraya's Sanctuary, tucked beneath blankets while healers came and went wearing protective masks. No training. No wandering the halls. No visiting his friends. Worst of all, nobody had been allowed to visit him while he was contagious.
But this morning, everything had changed. His fever was gone. The healers had finally declared him safe to be around others, and Kuhbee had barely been able to contain his excitement ever since.
The nurse stepped into his room with a small smile.
"Visiting hours are starting," she told him. "And you have some visitors."
Kuhbee's ears perked immediately. He pushed himself upright so quickly that the blankets tumbled into his lap, and an eager, rumbling growl escaped his throat.
Visitors. People had actually come to see him.
For the first time since getting sick, Kuhbee suddenly felt much, much better.
((Multiple people can reply at once. I'll reply as if the visits are happening at different times))
