Well, what now
05-10-2016, 02:48 PM
There was an awkwardness, a tension, but perhaps it was mainly one sided. Starling constantly felt awkward, it was true, but it was getting worse lately. He was often in his own mind, and his mind was not the kindness of friends. But Lark's gentle voice brought Starling back from his thoughts, and he stared at his big brother for another moment too long. He was waiting. Waiting for the yelling, for the guilt. Waiting for Lark to reprimand him. Everyone reprimanded him. Loyalty, he had a duty to do. He was an Abaven wolf, he shouldn't be leaving so much. But he couldn't remembering anyone really asking why. Why he left, why he felt like an imposter in his own skin. He let out a soundless sigh as Lark confirmed his sickness, and he slowly nodded, his mind quickly reeling to the analytical side, searching through his stored herbs and the ones he had kept on hand. Ever since this sickness has spread through the pack he had adjusted the herbs he kept in his bag, and it seemed they would come of use. "Wh-what are your symptoms?" He asked softly, his voice steadier than it had been as he shifted into healer mode. It was the only time he really felt alive, really felt like he belonged and was doing good. Only, the guilt followed him here now, as well. It shook within the recesses of his mind, a monster bristled and hissing as he tried to step around it to find the knowledge and facts he had lodged in his never ending thoughts. He nearly missed Lark's question, but when it finally caught up to him he felt his lungs still again before he forced another breath. "B-better than y-you, it seems." He tried for a joke, a small smile on his lips as he looked at Lark. He didn't want to get into it, into the truth of it. No one seemed to understand, not Finch, not their father...not even Lark, his hero and his idol. His smile wavered slightly as he shifted his gaze away then, trying to get back to the task at hand, sorting mentally through his herbs to find the best medicine to help Lark feel better. "Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare" |