Noctisardor Bypass Mother Mary comes to me

mahler felt her studious eyes upon him, and smiled inwardly as he began to lap at the concoction she had brought him. while he was not pleased by the sharp taste of the ginger, this was skillfully tempered by the sweetness of the honey. and true to her statement, his throat was indeed soothed of its tickle for the present.
"i vould like to rejoin the pack," he said simply. "i do not think i am contagious. i mean to go on a trip vith phaedra," mahler went on, crossing his paws. "rivenvood vill have a hunt vith duskfire, our allies. and i intend to introduce you to iana of that pack. she is also a healer."
a torrent of words. he appeared sheepish. "i am vell, speedy. just very avare of the things and the duties that have gone to praimfaya since i have been here."