Phoenix Maplewood don’t get me wrong

his eyes followed her movements as she lifted the injured paw. it looked as if it had been tended to, though rarely poorly. had she done that herself? but if not ying, then who? he glanced around as if her assumed nurse would reveal themselves, but sure enough, no one appeared.

she complained of her head too, and he grimaced at the thought of her hurting. "i'm sorry, i wish i could take the pain away but i don't know how." ah, if only he'd listened to his mother's insistent babbling of herbs as a child, he might have had an idea for how to relieve some of the pain.

but alas, in the end all he could offer her was the hare he'd caught. he shifted himself to push the rabbit in her direction, an apologetic gleam clear in his honeyed gaze. he didn't know how to tend for her wounds, so it was obvious they couldn't stay here. where to then? "you should eat, we've got quite a bit of distance to cover in order to get you back home." yes, she needed to go home.