Foolish men

I’ll be okay didn’t necessarily mean she was okay right now. He glanced at her, but let it lie. He had no right to push at the lead healer's state of mind. She had those closer to her she could confide in and find solace with. He let the silence grow as she finished her work. The wrapping of a new bandage around his chest seemed to signal that she was done. He had a feeling it wouldn’t be the last bandage before this wound stopped plaguing him.

He wasn’t sure he could really find the strength to get back to his paws. He was done, and he wondered how much she would harass him if he decided to lie his head right there and sleep. It was tempting. He might even have closed his eyes, if her words had distracted him and brought a measure of wakefulness back to him. “The first time for anything is always the hardest. The first patient you ever tended to alone, I bet it wasn’t an easy breeze. Perhaps not even the second, or the third. But look where you are now, the most knowledgeable healer in the pack. There doesn't have to be another bore, but it’s okay to be shaken up about it.” He finished quietly.


"Mercury"