and wonder why -- joining

[aesior]

EVERY GRIN WE SHARE IS LIKE.
"speech." . 'thoughts' . attack

the sounds of an owl's wings weren't so strange to hear within the wetlands of tanglewood, if anything, he found them soothing. he had little reason to be out and about searching for willows aside from wanting the bark to help ease his pains in recent wounds that were healing rather well despite the damp weather they had recently. hearing seven's voice, the tom was startled from his mindless wandering and searching, changing his trajectory towards the reaper's voice. sniffing the air, he pushed his way under the root of a tall tree, a nearly silent squeak leaving him as the path he took pulled at the satchel around his body. within he carried his notebook and the remainder of his medicinal supplies, too injured to go out and collect more until now, encouraging himself with the thoughts of a nice cup of whisky when home.

shaking his head as he pulled himself, satchel and all, free, he would blink as his gaze shadowed over sageadvice, surprise flickering through the gray orbs at the side of the colorful and injured owl. ears swiveling, he came to realize she was the one that seven spoke to, stepping forward with his ever present limp, veil covering his scarred features, too damp for his mask to be worn this day. shaking his head once again to stir himself from the illusion of rest, fur prickling along his spine as he yawned, limping over and sniffing sageadvice from some distance back. he couldn't speak, and he didn't want her to feel further threatened. slipping from his satchel, he set it down, flipping it open as soon as he picked up on the scents of pain and injury, pulling out a salve as he assessed her wounds from where he sat. digging in his satchel, he would pull out a small vial of eyebright, the extract pulled from it and let sit, a proper eyewash. the wing, he would let seven assess, but he knew he had what would be of aid for the owl's eye.

A PRAYER COMMITED TO THE SONG WE SING.
aesior opheles of tanglewood. -- grim - feline shifter.

credit @/teef