Overture Downs I told you a lie, désolé, mon amour

Morwenna noticed the shift in the woman’s expression, the subtle tension that betrayed her discomfort. With a soft, reassuring smile, she gently cupped her paw around the injured limb, her touch steady. There is no need to thank me, she said, her voice calm and soothing. I am happy to help.

She leaned closer, her eyes soft with understanding. She even laid down on her belly to be level with her, nose coming closer to her own. I’m Morwenna, a Kappa from Swiftcurrent Creek, she introduced herself with a graceful nod. We all need a little care now and then, no shame in that.

Her gaze remained warm, patient, as she worked to ease the discomfort. You needn't feel embarrassed, she added quietly, sensing the woman’s unease. Maybe after a bit we'll get you a bath.