Patients are still new people

Cai snorted softly at Mortis’ joke.

It was slow going. His legs were still splinted, but the splints were just stiff enough that he could balance by touching the tip of each paw to the floor. It was awkward, hopping work, and he was a lot more winded by the time he made it to the ground outside the cottage than he would have liked. Getting back in peak physical form would take work, but hopefully, things would only get easier from here on.

He glanced back at the cottage, hoping he hadn’t wakened the healer and her mate, but things remained quiet, so he grinned lightly at the winged boy with a cheerful, “Lead on?”

He followed slowly, occasionally pausing to breathe, but he was dogged, good natured, and determined not to collapse until he reached the kill the pup had made.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think