Sleepy Fox Hollow ...what use is this howling tenderness?

she hung back, content to stand by her sister silently as the trio exchanged words. Shivali's first question brought Tahani's stare, as well, as she tried to puzzle out why she'd accuse one of their own so readily of something so vile. did she think Tomkin was the type to do such a thing? never in her life had she suspected any of her family to be so dishonorable, much less a sweet boy like her younger brother.

the answer brought some clarity, and her face and ears went different directions--the former falling with sadness, the latter perked in intrigue. "does she need care?" Tahani asked gently, blinking over at Shivali. "i could perhaps help her in some way, if she has been. . .damaged." the last word came out choked, and she swallowed, feeling uneasy. it never got easier for her, to deal with the sick and injured. the empath in her always felt their pain, their suffering.

but if there was someone in need of help, Tahani could not stand idly back. she frowned, regretting that she had not collected herbs along the way. perhaps Shivali's new home had a stockpile of useful plants, or even another healer on-site that she could work with.