"Cough, cough, cough—"
Gaara coughed painfully a few times, his drowsy eyes slowly fluttering open. A warm campfire and a quiet campsite came into view.
All around, Kankuro and Temari were busy tending the fire, while Sai and Torune carefully dressed a few minor wounds nearby. Furin sat to one side, leisurely poking at the embers, her eyes occasionally darting over to him.
Chapter 118