take it on faith

There was a gentle thrum of paws upon the earth, but when he finally caught view of her, the healer was sitting neatly upon the ground, as if she had not been in a flurry of motion before. He paused then, his eyes drifting about as if to expect some hyper culprit pop out of he bushes and zoom around him -- of course, nothing of the like happened.

Scimitar, as proud of a beast as he was, was also not above humility, and with a dip of his muzzle to reveal this, the male dropped the pheasant to his creamy paws, nudging it closer to her before settling upon his own haunches. His bright turquoise eyes glanced upon her then, studying her. "I wanted to offer you this as an apology to the way i treated you during our last conversation," he murmured, his tone careful as he watched for her reaction.