10-27-2018, 09:23 PM
She didn't know much about romance or such warm feelings, but she did know about illness. She had been sick a few times in the past, though that was when her mothers were still around. They would bring her soup and tissues, and make sure she was comfortable until she was better. She was glad that she hadn't gotten sick since their deaths, unsure how she would get by without their care. Plus she'd probably panic that she was dying, her fear of it rearing it's ugly head.
The hacking and coughing quickly caught her attention, the child hurrying to find the source of the noise. She didn't want any of her clan-mates to be sick! Nor did she want them to die--sickness killed people, didn't it? That thought made her heart pound as she found her brother and Agathe, wide eyes filled with worry for her kin. What was wrong? Her paws carried her over in a dash, at Onision's side in an instant.
"Oni!" Isabelle calls out, looking down at the petals in his paw. Her eyes widen even more. "What's wrong? Why are you bleeding?!" she would cry, heat stinging the corners of her eyes as tears pushed their way out, fear carving into her chest. She didn't want her family to die, not again.
She didn't have much knowledge about medicine or herbs, but she was praying to whatever out there that he would be okay, that he would recover quickly. She sniffles, the tears now sliding down her cheeks and matting her fur.
"speech"
The hacking and coughing quickly caught her attention, the child hurrying to find the source of the noise. She didn't want any of her clan-mates to be sick! Nor did she want them to die--sickness killed people, didn't it? That thought made her heart pound as she found her brother and Agathe, wide eyes filled with worry for her kin. What was wrong? Her paws carried her over in a dash, at Onision's side in an instant.
"Oni!" Isabelle calls out, looking down at the petals in his paw. Her eyes widen even more. "What's wrong? Why are you bleeding?!" she would cry, heat stinging the corners of her eyes as tears pushed their way out, fear carving into her chest. She didn't want her family to die, not again.
She didn't have much knowledge about medicine or herbs, but she was praying to whatever out there that he would be okay, that he would recover quickly. She sniffles, the tears now sliding down her cheeks and matting her fur.
"speech"