brush fingers with your creator // joiner + injured

[roan ;]

[align=center][div style="width: 45%; text-align: justify; font-size: 12pt; letter-spacing: -1px; font-family: times new roman;"]♡ — Roan found himself pacing and bouncing around a little awkwardly as Ska'arq was helped, mainly due to the fact that the boy knew he couldn't do anything to help as well at the moment. Despite the way that the pleasant smell of herbs made his heart flutter, and he found himself watching Rosemary work on the dragon's shoulder intently, this didn't mean that he had any knowledge yet. No, instead he would just watch, wondering if he could convince his Mama to help him with a book on medical knowledge, since he had attempted reading them before, and knew well that they had some pretty complex words in them. Perhaps he could get Aunt Rose to help him as well, since it was obvious from the scene in front of the kit that she knew what she was doing. Maybe he could get some firsthand experience, with her teaching him how to bandage things up and what herbs worked for which things... just the thought of it was enough to make the boy light up, so much so that he nearly missed Ska'arq's need for food.

He was jolted out of his thoughts by the dragon's soft request, as well as the other's admission of his name. Roan felt excitement flood him, mainly because this was something that he could do. He couldn't patch people up yet, but he did know where the food storage was, and he knew where water could be found. Jittery with newfound motivation, the boy chirped to Ska'arq, "It's nice to meet you, mister Ska'arq! I'm Roan. I know where to get food really fast! And water! I'll be back soon, promise." The boy spared one last glance toward his mother before he went charging off through the sand, his wings frantically flapping in order to give him precious seconds of height that would hopefully propel him forward more quickly. It was several minutes before Roan returned again, clenching the biggest piece of prey he could find in his jaws as he nosed along a bowl of water. It was an awkward arrangement, and he had sloshed a lot of water out of the bowl on his way back, but hopefully it would be enough for Ska'arq. Once he was near again, Roan dropped the prey in front of the other, his chest puffing up proudly as he sat back down.