what if i could do better

Getting back on his feet after getting hurt fighting that saber cat had been a lot more difficult than he wanted to really admit. The bite itself scabbed over and began to heal pretty quickly and now had begun to scar and mend thanks to Syanna and Gwynevere, but the whole fractured rib thing had been another story. Having something that hurt every time he breathed made doing pretty much anything more difficult. Gwynevere gave him pain relieving herbs to make it easier, but it still took several weeks for him to even feel like he could get up and walk around and even just do a short patrol. He was getting tired of eating bitter herbs though and he was really getting tired of laying around inside the castle.

He was out in the courtyard, just walking around the grassy area to get himself moving, even if it was just around a small area, when he heard his sister's howl. His ears perked with surprise, but a smile pulled at his lips all the same and he went to find her immediately, rounding a corner past one of the castle turrets and spotting her lightly brindled form. "Hey, Lil!" he called as he walked over to her, moving a bit more slowly than he normally would have. He normally moved everywhere at a pretty brisk trot with long strides, but not so much these days. He was too interested to see what his smaller sister had in mind today though to not answer her call.

"What are you up to?" he asked as he reached her, being careful to not wince or react so he wouldn't worry her. The surface wound was healed enough now that he didn't have to wear a bandage now so unless someone happened to look right at his side and notice the scar peaking through his speckled, russet fur you might not even know he had been hurt. She had more than enough of her own issues to think about to start worrying about him too.

Ezra Adravendi