Lawkit was an avid reader, he enjoyed spending his time alone. Yet being alone didn't agree with him, it sat like a stone on his throat and hummed in the back of his mind. He couldn't stand being quiet- being still yet he longed for the scent of ink and dusted tomes. Liked to pull out pens and ink and scrap against the pages some hint of information. It was a buzz on the back of his mind, and he couldn't find the quiet that he enjoyed because of it.

It built, throughout the day. That buzz that turned into a steady throb at the front of his head. It pressed behind his eyes and he closer them, trying to reliev the moment of pain. Stopping a moment where he had been walking towards the temple to just... stop. Think over the throbbing pain in his head.

When he stopped, when he focused down on the feeling of the pain it was almost devastating. Thoughts came screeching into a halt. A whine escaped his maw as he sat down. Bringing up a paw to his head and feeling it move under the strain. Headaches, Lawkit had been having a few recently, but nothing this big, nothing so disastrous as a... super headache- migraine? He could still see though, couldn't really thing- but

"Spoken"

It was easy to be in the quiet, to be alone. Lawkit used to be able to enjoy the silence, but now it simply [glow=grey,2,300]r a n g[/glow]. It echoed in their spine all down their tail, their bones felt feeble- weak and their organs throbbed. Law felt the presence of another, a soft paw of a similar voice cutting into their hazy vision. When did they... there was another paw squeeze if you're in pain. Another high whine in their voice. Earnest, sorry, ashamed. Lawkit moved to squeeze it, stumbling as he moved his much smaller paw atop Rosemary's in a gentle press down. Lawkit wanted to go lay down, wanted to close his eyes but there was the ever presence of the sun hanging inside his lids and it made him ache.

His wings vibrated at his sides, sudden fine pressed feathers shaking to life and a vibrance as they fluffed up: Showing for every pair of eyes upon them the child's own discomfort. But there were other's there, soft voices some- cutting into his skull and he felt so much worse. Michaels' voice was a balm, and Law's wings hunched over themselve, hitting the horns atop lawkit's crown to cover his face, blocking the sun.

He could... he could think just fin, it was just hard to overcome the pain and think clearly. "Poppy... yeah, maybe some lavender..." Lawkit muttered under his breath, looking up just to catch the sight of Aphra and her child. The cruel one, by the growl in Aphra's voice it was because of a reason. Lawkit... didn't think past that- didn't let himself. Instead looking down at the small feline that smiled up at him with wicked gleam. "yeah, lavender..." he affirmed, mostly to himself as he moved- a sudden action that caused his unsteady fotting a clumsy action.

Black fur collided with the frame of Rosemary Lawkit moving to seek reprieve at her side. "c't focus well, Rose... lead me to the temple?" He knew Rosemary, another sage like him, and lawkit was- a kit but they were there to learn together, or at least- be on probation together if nothing else. In truth both Roan and Rose taught him more than anything, more than the books could since he could barely stand to sit still as it were.