ardent

Heal me love me



Amalia

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Small
build
Light
posts
259
player
Evelyn
12-11-2015, 07:47 PM



She frowned when he stated that he would take whatever was given to him. While she loved having a patient who didn't fight her on everything, it could be quite dangerous to just take anything from someone claiming to be a healer. She knew that she was family and therefor should be trusted, but that wasn't always the case. It left her feeling concerned for him, and she just wanted to take him home with her and keep him there. She wasn't sure if he had anyone back home looking after him, but it would seem that there were a few things amiss with Razor. As he lowered his head she let out a small whine, stepping forward to nuzzle under his chin. "Head up, love. There is nothing to be ashamed of, herbs can be a scary and dangerous thing. That's why I want you to be careful, you can't just take everything that anyone gived you, okay? There are a lot of scary wolves out there, but I will always be here. And I would never ever give you anything that would make you more sick." Her voice was still sweet, but there was a touch of firmness in her voice. She didn't want anyone to take advantage of such a willing, eager to please boy. While she tried to see the bright side in everything, she was no fool. She knew that there was darkness about.

When he told her about not being able to be healed, her frown grew deeper yet. "Oh don't be silly. Someone may have just not known quite what to give you, Razor. There are a lot of herbs out there that have a different effect when mixed. I have been studying herbs for a long time but I know that there is still so much out there for me to learn. Don't lose hope, my boy. You are better than that, and above whatever ailment tries to claim your body. The herbs I told you about should help a lot, and I can give you some to take home if you like." She offered, stepping forward again to nuzzle into his shoulder. "You're a very strong boy, Razor. Don't let anyone else tell you otherwise." Amalia breathed into her fur, her tiny legs wrapping around his one front leg in a sort of hug.

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