The side effects

Lilith wouldn’t, and felt like she couldn’t, deny Gwyn her check up on her. She did as was told and allowed the healer close as she looked her over, and poked and prodded minimally. Lilith didn’t say anything to the healer’s comment about the saber cats, she was no good at small talk either. The girl was pretty quiet as Gwyn worked, and the result was that only a few minutes in and she was pulling away, seemingly satisfied with her findings. There wasn’t much going on besides exhaustion. She should be fine if she just took it easy and rested. This was good news, but Lillith didn’t appreciate it. This wasn’t who she was supposed to be. If she hadn’t ever gotten sick Gwyn wouldn’t have to be here right now working on her. She would be strong and fit and just as capable as her siblings.

Gwyn didn’t stop there though, and Lillith couldn’t help showing her interest in perked dappled ears as she spoke about an herb she had. Garnet gaze blinked in surprise at the gift. This could help her exponentially getting her back out into the pack. Taken in low doses of course, she could exert herself more each day and hopefully keep building herself up. ”thank you,” She offered with genuine gratitude. Anything to help return her or get her to normal. Sometimes she wondered, if her mother hadn’t left her would she have been so sick?

”Gwynevere?” She asked softly, hesitating as she fidgeted with the ginseng in her paw. ”Do you think i’ll ever catch up? Will I be normal someday?” Sometimes it didn’t feel like she would ever be rid of this curse.

Lillith Adravendi