wrap my arms around you

News of her dear friend would have put her in a pleasant frame of mind, if it were at all possible. Instead Dawa accepted the information with a tiny dip of her nose, saying nothing else. To know that Tenzin was surviving was enough.

"My wounds." she parroted the ghostly voice, but made no motion to aid his discovery. There was little she could do in this state. "My legs." She shifted her front limbs slightly, curling them at the wrist, but her rear limbs did not move, nor did her crooked tail. "Your healing will not help me. Only help the life in me persist," Dawa turned her head now, facing his direction with her blind eyes shining, "And that is a waste of resources."