In The Morning Light
The man was shaking some. He was afraid of what might have happened if things had been worse. Would Nona have come back alive? Would she be... The man would shiver some, his dark colored eyes focused on her. If she had any idea how worried he was, even with her back. He knew she had gone out alone for the right reasons... But the fact she had gotten hurt when she was alone is what worried him. The calico gentleman let out a loud whine. “...and what would we have done if you had gotten more seriously injured? If you never came home?” His words might have been a bit harsh, but he was terrified of losing her.
The man turned towards the rapids, carefully scraping off the moss on one of the rocks. Then he worked on getting it wet. It wouldn’t be as good as an actual healer’s work, but it would help at least some. Besides that, he wasn’t sure what might be lingering on her coat. It was better to clean the top layer first this way. At least... That was what he thought. He would move to Nona’s side, carefully running the wet moss over one of the wounds. His eyes were shining with a deep pain... With worry. What was he going to do if he lost her? He swallowed hard, moving over one wound and then another, feeling his heart sinking in his chest. She’d be lucky if he let her out of the den during the next month for anything other than absolute necessities! |
| Table by:: Tealah |