I'm not the same as yesterday
09-27-2015, 10:39 PM
Starling would smile gently when Tinaro looked at him and greeted him in his sickly voice. "Hey Tinaro.." He said softly, gently before he blinked at an unfamiliare voice. Lifting his head he'd look to the fox, blinking slightly. The odd...creature had Abaven scent all over him, and for a moment he didn't really care. There was an offer for help, and Star would take it. "Y-yes. C-can you please f-find us s-some moss, and g-go soak it in the river? Tinaro n-needs some water." He said sweetly, smiling to the fox before looking back to his friend. "Tinaro, w-what's wrong? Y-you're coughing, but a-anything else? A-are you getting sick, f-feel weak? C-cold, hot, l-loss of energy?" He'd speak softly, knowing that headaches came from these sort of illnesses. "Can I feel your paw?" He wanted to see if Tinaro was burning up, and the best way he could think of at the moment was to touch his paw pad. If Tinaro was sick, Starling would want to deal with it. It was not a good time to deal with a cold sweeping the pack. Instead he'd just smile to his friend, steady and gentle. Tinaro would be better, he was sure of it. "Talk" | "Italian" |
