Bramblepoint A plucked daisy in a field of sunflowers

As Haven expected he would, Aduin worriedly came to her side, asking if she was ok. She wanted him away, she didn't want him to see her like this. She didn't like showing her weaknesses. Not physical ones at least. She was more than willing to share her personal troubles, but she always felt vulnerable when physically injured. It made her feel useless and powerless, a feeling she didn't favor. But as her brother lay by her side to lick and comfort her, she felt like she could tell him anything. She could be more vulnerable than a fen and still feel comfortable around him.

Its my leg. It's really alright, I swear. It's just when I put too much pressure on it, it hurts really bad. But I'll be ok. I think it healed wrong or something, that's why the limp. The grey and golden woman sucked in air with a painful whine as she repositioned herself. The main reason she didn't want Aduin to see how much she was hurting was because she didn't want him to feel bad about her not being able to join him. She didn't want to put more pressure on him than she already had. And really it was fine, she was already starting to feel the pain stopping. In a few minutes she'd be up and able. But a good healer would be nice.