RUSTED FROM THE RAIN ☆ wings

[fulzanin]

[align=center][div style="width: 55%; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]Feza's weight slowly been shifting back and forth on her feet. Another wince rippled through her pelt at the other's attempts to move his newly created wings. Now, while she hadn't remembered what her fledgling had been like, she did remember the aftermath. It wasn't blocked out by pain, she couldn't black out and learn how to fly at the same time. That wouldn't work. That wasn't how things worked. Should she throw him a party for his new wings? That would be such a fun experience. Later, though, she told herself. Not when he was clearly in a world of pain.

"Wait, go get him and then tell you? Ah, ah, wait, I got it, sorry, took a moment," the colorful snow leopard rambled. She had turn to go and book off to find the medic of question, but Wormwood's second statement had caused her to return her gaze to his bloodied wings. She absently unfurled the feathered wings of question, and a small frown crawled upon her face. "Uh, first thing I'd do is get all that blood off. If it hardens on your wings it'll be a pain to get out. If, if you don't hate water too much I'd suggest getting in a tub. It'll take some of the weight off you because feathers float." Feza rambled. Her tail was slowly swishing back and forth behind her, and her gaze moved off to the side due to her deep thought. She hadn't known what to do back then, there had been absolutely no advice for her. Well, she was the one giving advice this time! What went around came around- although Feza was fairly certain that she was mixing up her analogies. Metaphors? Whatever! It didn't matter at the time. "For soreness, uh, uh, the water should help too. Cold water. Wings growing like that are gonna, they're gonna take a toll on the bones around there, and the muscles. So, er, cold water helps with stuff like that. I think."

All the serious talk was really make her head hurt, and her blue eyes squinted. Focusing was difficult, but this was a serious issue. She had to be helpful: she was the one with knowledge in this situation. The one with party knowledge, and how to deal with wing problems! How thrilling! Being useful made the vibrant snow leopard incredibly pleased. Her fluffy head turned to look at Vathmos when she approached, her making a gesture with the flick of her tail. "Wormwood suddenly grew some wings. I think he'll be okay, but we really could use a medic over here. Wasn't I supposed to be fetching Selby? Wait, no, I'm giving advice. Am I? Uh...yea, cold water! A pool works, just stay in the shallow end! Pools are great for parties but they also work for getting weight off your back. I'm pretty sure. Almost sure. Don't move them a lot either, you gotta let the new muscles relax for a while or else you can pull something and bam all that pain for nothing."