LIKE MAGMA VEINS | injuries + ?

[roan ;]

Roan definitely noticed the flash of urge that existed in Jaime's gaze, and he resisted his own urge to snap at the other for it. He knew that scratching at the scales would only make more work for him, and cause more pain for Jaime, but it wasn't as if he knew what it felt like. With this in mind, he just took a deep breath, shaking his head before he released it. Blue eyes still lingering on the oddly patchy scales, the sage reached out a paw, gently pressing at one of them before he spoke, "It's no problem, Jaime. It's my job, after all..." He would've done it for Jaime – or any member of his family, for that matter – if it hadn't been his job, but that seemed like the appropriate response. Turning his curious gaze back to Jaime, he hesitated for a moment before questioning his brother, head tilted, "Did you just feel itchy when they began to sprout up? Maybe it has something to do with these." He gestured at his own horns and wings, the odd mutations additions that weren't exactly usual outside of Roxie's descendants. He had never thought of questioning either, especially considering the wings proved to be very useful when it came to accomplishing his work, but now seemed like the perfect time to do so. Would he end up growing scales, as well?

[glow=#D15540,1,000]" stay by my side, high or low tide " ♡[/glow]