AESIOR OPHELES
✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go
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turning his head as fraggle's scent came across his nose, the tabby tom would offer a soft smile to the young rabbit, his gaze turning back to mercury and arlo, ears flicking. looking down when fraggle asked if he would be able to treat mercury's wound, the tom would pause for a few moments, thinking about what he knew. could he? yeah, he could, he'd had to do enough first aid in the past. swallowing back a sneeze, he would nod, lowering his body back to the ground. the growl given by damion had his ears switching back, a sense of unease bursting into life before he tamped it down - the injury was nasty but it didn't seem to be life threatening nor did it show signs of really bad infection.
turning his gaze to arlo, he motioned to his own shoulder before smoothing his paw over the fur, asking in a wordless way if he could try to mend the shoulder before the other was accepted or not. turning his gaze back to mercury as damion told fraggle to hush, his tail would flick, resting near the rabbit. he could understand the curiosity and willingness to help where it could be given, he had been much the same when he was smaller, and sadly it had cost him his voice. they had yet to see an aggressive joiner, though he could understand damion's point of view on the matter, though if mercury chose to be violent with them, it would not end well. clearing his throat with a soft cough, he let his wind-ruffled fur fall flat as he looked mercury over closely. he could do well here, there were wide expanses of land that he could cross without concern, which would be good in the land of the carnivores who couldn't catch big meals.
turning his gaze to arlo, he motioned to his own shoulder before smoothing his paw over the fur, asking in a wordless way if he could try to mend the shoulder before the other was accepted or not. turning his gaze back to mercury as damion told fraggle to hush, his tail would flick, resting near the rabbit. he could understand the curiosity and willingness to help where it could be given, he had been much the same when he was smaller, and sadly it had cost him his voice. they had yet to see an aggressive joiner, though he could understand damion's point of view on the matter, though if mercury chose to be violent with them, it would not end well. clearing his throat with a soft cough, he let his wind-ruffled fur fall flat as he looked mercury over closely. he could do well here, there were wide expanses of land that he could cross without concern, which would be good in the land of the carnivores who couldn't catch big meals.
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THE FLOWER BURNS