It was almost nightfall, Kili was glad that they were stopping for the night, he was exhausted and was quite sure he would have fallen off his pony if he had to go any further. Sliding down off his pony, Kili sighed in relief, his legs were sore as was his back. He really did just want to lay down, trying to outrun the Wargs all day, he wasn't even sure how long it would be safe for them to rest here. He realized he was more than tired though, his throat was dry and he was getting headache. Though not wanting to be a burden to everybody he decided to ignore it.

Though he was quite sure that he didn't feel well, Kili rummaged his stuff for some water and sipped it. The cool water seeming to sooth his dry and aching throat. He didn't even know why he had to get ill now. Sighing the young dwarf lay back and closed his eyes dark hair fell in the way of his now pale face, he was sure his behavior would have seemed odd as he was the first one off his pony. It felt good to lay down, he curled up in a blanket trying to keep himself warm, feeling rather tired he was sure that he would be asleep soon.

He mumbled when his uncle put a hand on his shoulder. He was tired and didn't seem to want to talk, The young dwarf fell asleep and was breathing heavily. He looked rather pale as well an was getting a fever. When Kili awoke in the morning, he looked around and sighed, he felt worse, that was the last thing that he wanted, He hoped that it was only going to be a cold and nothing worse. He would feel bad if he ended up slowing everybody down.