Finding A Friend
08-07-2013, 07:06 PM
| Sarak |
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Sarak?s eyes blinked open at Erani?s announcement. Not? Sick? He was more confused than ever. Azalea raging at Erani had his head lifting, staring at her in dismay. Her hiss at him had him scrambling to his paws, well out of range of fire, where he stood, watching as Erani slipped off. He understood the need for Yarrow, But Azalea?s irrational anger at Erani did not set well. The grumble made him frown. ?She is the best healer in the pack, and you would say that behind her back? I trust her with my life.? The quiet words were firm, even though his eyes still watched her with worry. At least until she batted him on the face with a paw, something she seemed to be highly inclined to do. He ducked the next pawing to avoid her unintentional digging of her claws, sinking back on his haunches. ?What I make of this is, she knows what is up, but it is not harmful to either of us, and she wants us to figure out what it is. She would never leave us in the dark if our health was in danger.? Deep green eyes bore into the amber gaze. ?And you would be correct, Sarak.? Erani had returned, one stem of leafy Yarrow in her jaws, and she studied Azalea with such a stern gaze, he wanted to either cower, or step in front of that look and take it himself. Erani wasn?t pleased with the Heir. His mind couldn?t decide, so he settled for scooting around to sit next to Azalea, side pressing to hers, head ducking like a pups. |