sip on moonlight

The girl made herself comfortable as she slid from her perch and onto the plush furs below. Indigo wouldn’t waste any time, she wanted him to get his wounds looked at as well and he would. His first concern was her poor cheek, but with relative ease his anxiety would be put to rest. Indigo’s bright blue eyes inspected her cheek, knowing but not being able to see how much more minor it was compared to the torn skin he boasted. His growing mane helped to lessen the severity, but the lacerations were still deep.

”I’ll be right back.” He spoke as he pulled away and returned to his feet. Making his way down the hall Indigo made his way to the supply of herbs. Somewhat sad with the long winter and what it had done to the hard work of the Hallow’s healers. The boy grabbed a couple small bits for preventing infection, but he didn’t go so far as to take much in the way of pain relief. She wasn’t showing too much in the way of pain, she wouldn’t truly need it. No matter how much he felt the urge to add it.

Indigo returned to Dushess’ side and settled back in with the not quite paste. ”This might sting.” Indigo warned before he began.