04-14-2021, 04:49 AM
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[sup]© tikki[/sup]IT MUST BE BELIEVED TO BE SEEN
Being a medic had made it so Moth was no stranger to vomit. It came with so many different things that it was always hard to tell if someone was sick just from that alone. If she were to have to sit down and name all the reasons why someone would potentially get sick, she would be there all day. She often tried to think of other things however due to the nasty nature of the stuff, but when the telltale acidic smell hit her nose, Moth couldn't help but find her way over to Elsweyr with her nose wrinkled, small paw reaching forward in an attempt to pat on the larger feline's back before speaking. "You feeling okay?" Moth would speak, concern on her face as she did so.
"You don't feel warmer than usual but that's hard to tell with your fire kinda, well, everywhere." She would speak out, offering a small smile to the other to try and make sure she knew she was joking.
"You don't feel warmer than usual but that's hard to tell with your fire kinda, well, everywhere." She would speak out, offering a small smile to the other to try and make sure she knew she was joking.
MOTH KINGMAKER - TANGLEWOOD - PENNED BY TIKKI - BIO