Post by twitchie on Aug 7, 2012 3:14:29 GMT -4
Abyrath let out another whine.
I don't want you to touch my wing! It stings and throbs and huuuuurts! [/color]
Ka'mond sighed.
Abyrath. I need to see how bad it is. That's your weak wing remember?
The amethyst sniffed, holding her inchor-crusted wing above her rider's reach. She had her tail tight around her paws.
I'm.... fine. Yes. Perfectly fine. We can go now. Let's go. [/color]
The boy threw his hands into the air.
"Abyrath, I am not unscathed. I am positive you are in worse condition."
He glared frustratedly st the amethyst, who clearly wanted nothing to do with doctors.
"I do this because I love you. I need you Abyrath. And if we are ever to do something right, we need to be healthy."
The purple dragoness whimpered, but lowered her previously broken wing.
I'm sorry Miiine. I don't like healers...... They're scary. [/color]
That was a lie. Well no one wanted to be hurt... but what Abyrath really meant was Yufa. The red-head was her friend, but now she was gone...
"I know Aby. I.. I miss her too..."
His voice dropped suddenly, saddness crushing him. He placed delicate fingers on the raw wing membranes. It was painful, but nothing severe, thankfully. Just several layers of skin quite burned but veins and bones were fine...
Nostrils puffed his face, like the dragoness loved to do...
"You silly girl."
I don't want you to touch my wing! It stings and throbs and huuuuurts! [/color]
Ka'mond sighed.
Abyrath. I need to see how bad it is. That's your weak wing remember?
The amethyst sniffed, holding her inchor-crusted wing above her rider's reach. She had her tail tight around her paws.
I'm.... fine. Yes. Perfectly fine. We can go now. Let's go. [/color]
The boy threw his hands into the air.
"Abyrath, I am not unscathed. I am positive you are in worse condition."
He glared frustratedly st the amethyst, who clearly wanted nothing to do with doctors.
"I do this because I love you. I need you Abyrath. And if we are ever to do something right, we need to be healthy."
The purple dragoness whimpered, but lowered her previously broken wing.
I'm sorry Miiine. I don't like healers...... They're scary. [/color]
That was a lie. Well no one wanted to be hurt... but what Abyrath really meant was Yufa. The red-head was her friend, but now she was gone...
"I know Aby. I.. I miss her too..."
His voice dropped suddenly, saddness crushing him. He placed delicate fingers on the raw wing membranes. It was painful, but nothing severe, thankfully. Just several layers of skin quite burned but veins and bones were fine...
Nostrils puffed his face, like the dragoness loved to do...
"You silly girl."