Hushed Willows Greedfall.

Set before the BWP kicked off. Please allow @Opalia to post first, then open for anyone and tagging @Sunny 'cause we kinda need him.  :P

While his more minor wounds were well on the way to knitting together, scabbed over and shrinking significantly with each passing day, Dacio's travel had been unkind to the larger tears on his chest and hip. He did his best to mask the pain that burned in these areas with every stride, tried to favour his hind limb as little as he could to prevent his sister's worry, but he was concerned that infection might begin to ebb away at his flesh each time the marrings reopened.

Dacio had never shown any real interest in his mother's profession, but in these trying days he wished that he had. He and Opalia had been bred to be warriors, not healers, and so they carried on toward their destination quietly and carefully. Neither of them were in any real condition to cover much ground, but they also could not afford to waste any valuable time should Rusalka choose to follow them.

Thus, there was enormous relief when the sibling duo arrived at the entrance of Elysium's small part of the world, and the young Gona exhaled a breathy sigh. "Shall we?" Dacio suggested, then tilted his dark muzzle skyward to request an audience with the willows' leader.