Redhawk Caldera She's a habit and I can't let go

Yeah! Fade out with your post?

She didn't respond, and Elwood frowned slightly when it appeared that she was experiencing another bout of nausea. Finley's discomfort was evident, and he waited patiently until she glanced up at him after curling into herself and laying her head down between her forepaws. "Poor baby," he crooned, leaning down to lick methodically between her ears for a few moments.

He only paused when a yawn caused him to withdraw, and as soon as his jaws snapped shut, he looked down at her and made a suggestion. "Let's rest for a while. Maybe the nausea will pass after a nap?" He wasn't really sure if that would be the case; he desperately wished that he knew enough about medicine to bring her something that would calm her stomach. However, he worried that he would do more harm than good so all he had to offer was sleep.