Starglow Basin Morfeo

She emerged from the darkness, a moving shadow at first, her pelt so dull and dark that it seemed to absorb the moonlight. It was harder to tell if she felt any better or worse when he couldn't see how deep the shadows were beneath her eyes, and how sharp her jawline might be. Disguised in darkness, she looked somewhat improved; the redness in the whites of her eyes was lost, but the hunger was more apparent than before. Especially now that he came with medicines. 

He blinked at her when she commented, but withheld a reply. He'd returned- and so had she, to the same spot, at the time when he'd specified. There was a chance she was simply on patrol, but the neediness of her gaze implied that she'd come like a fish to a lure. 

He pulled the two leaves closer to himself. He didn't want her to try and snatch them, devour recklessly. 

I need to know what you've had. He stated. Drug-to-drug interaction. Some things don't go well together. An honest enough reason, he felt. She would know, then, that he had no intentions of causing an overdose. If you don't know exactly what it is...Then the best description you can give- of the plant, if you've seen it, and how it makes you feel. He didn't want to shame her for a lack of knowledge, and would accept whatever she had.