I don't feel too good
03-23-2015, 06:02 PM
Warja pranced back to the den where poor, decrepit Kismet was laid up and awaiting the hand of death. Okay, not really, but he looked pretty miserable. In her mouth she carried boneset, a useful plant she found herself struggling to keep in stock. She also had some lavender that she'd picked on a whim. Maybe it would help him rest easier. Poking her head into the den, Warja dropped her plants and beamed down at her patient. "How ya feelin', sicky? Any better?" Or do you, ya know, still feel like a big pile of poop? She was hoping he was on the mend. Being sick sucked butt and she was really missing her buddy. And he did kinda owe her an adventure. |
