all these ch(o)ices >> sick & molting

[Cosmic]

“You don’t look so good, brother.” The gentle hellhound’s voice would quietly say as she approached the lung dragon to stand with him. She looked over his body carefully, assessing him medically. He appeared sick, but he also was showing signs of molting and some minor scrapes from itching too hard on an equally hard surface. That wasn’t good.

“Is there any way that I can assist you? I may not be professionally trained in medicine, or at least haven’t completed my training, but I have the ability to treat injuries. You could use the help.”

She began to dig through the small pouch she always carried with her, and pulled out gauze and a few herbs. She would look up to him for his approval to begin working on his wounds. She didn’t know much about molting in dragons, despite her friend in Elysium having a dragon form, but Bai Shi needed help, and it was evident.