A case of the sniffles

She watched as Briar took her meds, making sure she took all of it, before taking the container back off the other woman. She could clean it out and return it to the stores soon. With briar bundled up in furs and the medicine - hopefully - beginning its work, the woman was already looking a little better.

Impulsive, Lia reached out and touched her paw gently. “Don’ worry, we’ll have you better in no time” She promised, offering her a shy smile at the sentiment. “I’ll have that broth to you shortly, and make sure your father knows you won't be performing any of your duties today” she added, prepared to take care of everything so Briar could concentrate on resting up.

With that, she slipped out of the den to pass on that message and get started on heating up the broth. Luckily, in the Armada, there always seemed to be a fire going somewhere. She returned with one cup filled with warm tea, and another filled with warm broth. She settled them both in front of her Mistress. “Would a massage help, My Lady?” she asked as she reached over to press her paw against Briar’s head to check her temperature.


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