Moonspear And, then, there was light

"Good!" Floki replied, tail swaying as he came to an unsteady halt near Dash. He searched his friend's face, as though expecting to see something different about his eyes, but they were the same familiar yellow they had always been. He couldn't imagine what it would be like to lose his sight, even temporarily; suddenly, his injured leg didn't seem to be such a burden. "How do I look?" he quipped, before settling himself on his haunches.

He was glad to get weight off his foreleg, and his relief was evident in his expression. He looked down at the offending appendage with a twist of his lips. "I'm doing okay. Getting better, but it's frustrating to not be able to get around as easily," he said, shaking his head. "But what about you -- can you see everything? I mean, is your vision back to normal?" he asked as he peered at Dash again.