you never will . open , healing lessions

[rhosmari]

Unsettled, emaciated, thin. He had been struggling with his newfound detriment. Eyes prying to watch him and he understood why. He was not doing good. Not trying hard enough to improve but he was in a slump and he wanted things to go back the way that they had even. But the world had become cruel and cold. Damaging. He was lucky he had gotten this far without tripping over something or even his own paws. There was an incident where he has bump into a few others on his way but he muttered weakened sorries and continued on his way. He was starting to hate apologizes. Taking a deep breath in he would lift his head up, blinking slowly as if that could clear his vision for him. It did little and he tilted his head a bit to try and hear. It was really all he could do. He remembered what Vaas looked like. Remembered that he had called him Anna for some reason. He still wanted to know why. But other than that he was relying on hearing things.

As it stood he was talking about giving them a medical lesson. What joy that would have pulled through him was bitter and almost absent. He remembered the lesson his mother had given him because of the jew solitary living. To care for himself if he should need it. His eyes trailed down, resting on nothing in particular as he pulled his ears back. There was nothing really for him to say, he couldn't see the plants that Vaas wanted to talk about do why bother with learning it. He would just be in the way and so he decided to slowly lay down and curl up, thick tail resting over his face. Listening, he supposed he could do that.

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