two birds, no stone : o, power discovery

[Feyre]

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Feyre had been curled up on some lone windowsill, tiny form almost entirely engulfed by the absolutely massive blanket that had accompanied her on her journey to her little reading perch. The book that had once briefly held her attention was cast aside though, face almost entirely pressed against the glass as she watched a new and interesting spectacle- one that caused giggle after giggle to erupt from her lips until Moon seemingly crumpled and the strange sounds that the bird emitted subsided. From where she sat, she just thought that her friend had caught a bird and was particularly fascinated by how it screeched bloody murder at him. That had been funny.

This was not.

Frowning, she practically launched out of her blanket, almost tripping on her book as she did so. The stairs were taken two at a time, worry flaring in her chest as she finally traded the cool chill of the Observatory for the humid stickiness of this particular September day. She would have appreciated the smell of rain in the air had she not been so set on reaching her friend, the gold and silver embellishments woven into her long braids clinking against each other until she sounded more like a cat with a bell-collar than anything else. She paid the sound no mind, not when she was pressing bare knees into wet dirty and extending tiny hands towards Moon.

[color=#ac5847]"Uh... Uh..." Feyre began quietly, not knowing what to do. She was not a witch who specialized in healing nor did she know even the basics. She was utterly useless in this situation. [color=#ac5847]"What happened? I... We need Peri!" Yes, Peri would fix this! She was so smart and good at medicine that she'd probably be able to take one look at his malformed arm and fix it immediately. [color=#ac5847]"Do you... Can you talk? Do you want to bite down on somethin'?"