Blackfeather Woods praying for the faithless

She wasn't sure what to do, and fretted. Should she get some herbs? Gosh he could be injured..? He has so many scars she worried if she would be able to tell if something was fresh! He was so skittish too she was greatly worried if he was eating, or if he was even well-minded. What if he was emotionally scarred? Shisu hoped Relmyna was helping mentally and physically too, maybe she should've checked up on him more, wherever he was kept. He was a bundle that the plush fae worried over.

But their current location wasn't the best place to stay, as the two would be covered in the mud the longer the stayed. He was drenched in it, and only splotches landed on her silver pelt as she crowded close to him, "d-do you want to, uhm, go back?" Shisu referenced going back to the more warmer part of Blackfeather Woods, where most would sleep in, or at least, somewhere away from the swamp-lands.