AESIOR OPHELES
✯ — got spirits in my head and they won't go
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returned the smile as the child moved closer, his gaze flicking back to others within their conversation. fraggle was right to speak his mind, to sort things out for himself. he was a growing child, a youth he would not stay forever. veiled threats and words all around the herbivore ought to bring out some sense of righteousness, a need to defend himself. not all predators hunted in physical body, some struck through words and mental games. that much he knew from his own past. allowing fragglerock's presence to come closer, he let his eyes fall to half-lid. opening them as the child mentioned his name, he would give a faint nod.
there was no healer here, no practitioner, no medic, but those who knew of first aid and he was among the few that carried such knowledge. a breath left him softly, noting vincent's offer of bandages for lorelei, and fraggle's offer of poppy seeds. settling back down, the tom would study the vixen for a moment before exhaling through his nose, making to get to his paws. if she needed aid, or medical supplies, he wouldn't be hard to find. the conversation seemed to be done, and so, with a short smile to fragglerock, the tom would stand and depart from the scene with soft twitches of his tail.
there was no healer here, no practitioner, no medic, but those who knew of first aid and he was among the few that carried such knowledge. a breath left him softly, noting vincent's offer of bandages for lorelei, and fraggle's offer of poppy seeds. settling back down, the tom would study the vixen for a moment before exhaling through his nose, making to get to his paws. if she needed aid, or medical supplies, he wouldn't be hard to find. the conversation seemed to be done, and so, with a short smile to fragglerock, the tom would stand and depart from the scene with soft twitches of his tail.
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THE FLOWER BURNS