puppy's first healing
Kristen Seasonal
Acacius
Advanced Fighter (90)
Master Healer (245)
Field Medic
age
2 Years
2 Years
gender
Male
Male
gems
268
268
player
RelevantKoala
RelevantKoala
12-30-2021, 12:35 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-30-2021, 12:36 AM by Acacius. Edited 1 time in total.)
No matter how insistently Acacius nudged the apple against the coyote's teeth, the creature would not take a bite. He sighed, swatting the rotten fruit away and craning his head around to try and see what else he might be able to use. The approaching stranger barely crossed his mind - after all, he'd yet to meet a 'mean' wolf -, his attention focused solely upon his patient.
The boy's head turned sharply to his side suddenly, staring blankly into the grass there as if he was listening to someone speak. Then after a moment he gave his reply to the empty air. "Nobody ever told me I had to be polite, though." There was another bout of silence as the nonexistent speaking partner took it's turn in conversation once more, bringing Acacius to sigh and reluctantly acknowledge the stranger.
"Hi. This is a coyote, I don't know him, but he's sick and I want to help him." Was that an odd thing to admit? Acacius assumed some adults might find it silly to try and heal a predator who most wolves would surely kill-on-sight, but this could be good practice for his budding healing skill and perhaps even a way for him to stand out against his seven hundred bajillion siblings.
His head turned once more, ear flicking as he listened to the silence at his side. With a nod he turned back to the stranger, giving her a hesitant smile. "You're an adult, do you know how to fix it? Can you help me try?"
Wordcount: 878 / 1500
OOC NOTE: Acacius has an imaginary friend, so yes, he's a little weird and talks to himself (:
The boy's head turned sharply to his side suddenly, staring blankly into the grass there as if he was listening to someone speak. Then after a moment he gave his reply to the empty air. "Nobody ever told me I had to be polite, though." There was another bout of silence as the nonexistent speaking partner took it's turn in conversation once more, bringing Acacius to sigh and reluctantly acknowledge the stranger.
"Hi. This is a coyote, I don't know him, but he's sick and I want to help him." Was that an odd thing to admit? Acacius assumed some adults might find it silly to try and heal a predator who most wolves would surely kill-on-sight, but this could be good practice for his budding healing skill and perhaps even a way for him to stand out against his seven hundred bajillion siblings.
His head turned once more, ear flicking as he listened to the silence at his side. With a nod he turned back to the stranger, giving her a hesitant smile. "You're an adult, do you know how to fix it? Can you help me try?"
Wordcount: 878 / 1500
OOC NOTE: Acacius has an imaginary friend, so yes, he's a little weird and talks to himself (:
Acacius has saber fangs, which may not be visible on all his art.
In the likely event you witness this character speaking to open air, he is speaking to his imaginary friend, Pocus.
Two porcupines follow Acacius everywhere he goes, their names are Prick(M) and Poke(F).
In the likely event you witness this character speaking to open air, he is speaking to his imaginary friend, Pocus.
Two porcupines follow Acacius everywhere he goes, their names are Prick(M) and Poke(F).