Snippet #1561897

Kaylee raced after the Cheetah, knowing that she had no chance at winning- especially in human form. She was a little annoyed at how the feline showed off, but didn't give up; running until she was wheezing and her legs felt like Jell-O. Sitting Indian style on the ground, she ruffled the fur of the Australian Kelpie and Rat Terrier that were sitting beside her, completely exhausted. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a wolf approaching her, growling. When the wolf sat and looked submissively from Kaylee to Matt, Kaylee quickly got the message.
Getting up, Kaylee began walking to Matt, but stopped, panicked, as she felt her chest tightening. Using a nearby tree for support, she coughed, feeling like she couldn't breathe. Her wheezing had gotten louder and was likely loud enough for Matt and Elspeth to hear, several feet away. Sinking to the ground rather clumsily as her legs began giving out, she kept wheezing struggling for breath. Her skin had quickly gotten pale and sweaty, despite the cool air that was surrounding her. Without her realizing it, she had gotten very tense and had started to tremble and feel nauseous, panic clear in her eyes. She occasionally had asthma attacks, but never this bad and never in front of anyone but the scientists.
Looking up, she vaguely noticed her Australian Kelpie, which she had been racing alongside less than five minutes ago (though it felt like forever right then), nipping at Matt's shirt frantically, trying to bring him to Kaylee; the large herding dog had likely noticed Kaylee's scent on him from the night before when they had been socialized and she had mostly hung around him.