Redhawk Caldera On the mend.

Okay, he murmured as he slid back down from his semi-prone position to one more suitable for relaxing; he touched his belly to the ground and then rolled on to his side (the one without the injury), and prepared for "lump mode" to settle in. There was no way for Titmouse to anticipate the sensations this stuff would give him, even if it was the lightest, most pansy-ass dose knwon to wolf. Without anything more to say he settled in to relaxation, and was dosing not long after that.