lying in wait ; wings

[WINTERHYMNS P.]

Winterhymns had gotten early that morning as he sat on his porch with only his thoughts keeping him company, a soft breath leaving his maw slowly. The Pendragon was thinking a few things and trying to decide yet these thoughts were interrupted when the sound of a low wail brushed against his ears making him immediately rise from where he had been sitting down, he made inside the house with a frown on his maw and it only grew when the smell of blood made the fur on his spine begin to rise. He immediately grabbed his satchel that was in the hallway picking up the pace and seeing that it was Wyvernkit who had let out the wail. "I'm coming, my darling." It had not neccesarily been a call for him but he was uncertain of where Magnum had gone.

The Pendragon slipped into the room nudging the door open, his tail lashing to the sides as he leapt forward with a tilt of his head "Here let me see, my love." He said with a gentle murmured reaching into his satchel pulling out a few poppy seeds for his daughter to have before he nodded slowly "Here, this will sting a little." After chewing up the marigold into a poultice did he begin to gently place it near the others cuts where the wings were trying to grow from, it was rather worrying but he hoped that she wouldn't continue going through this pain. His gaze gentle the entire time as he stayed close to her pressing his nose to her forehead.