Visting the *Achoo* Healer

◆nah I'm sorry if you took it that way, my mistake. Unless you want her to? ◆



Wow, the girl downed it without even takin a breather.
Damn, well, then.
Eh.

Turning on his hinds, he snagged his from the little dirt mound,returned and sat in the doorway, drinking his own herb and fruit punch until it was gone as well.
Such a tasty drink, refreshing, rejuvenating, great shizz.

"Ah, now that's what I call a nice punch."

Licking his dark and freshly stained muzzle, the golden teen nodded towards Somnia.

"Most think medicine tastes like shit, when most of it is pretty good stuff. You should be up and about face in no time, toots. Unless ya wanna stay in this nice little cozy room, and make yourself at home till ya get better, I don't mind. Who knows, more Hawks could be rushed down here for EMR Op, and you'd be a good cheer leader for em. "

Ashton tried to imagine her in some sorta cheer girl routine, attempting to keep a smile on a wounded patient.
Failing to keep a straight face, he succumbed to laughing.