It didn't take a mind reader to tell that Kiara was not happy with the sight of his injuries. Her glare was enough to say everything and it was likely only thanks to Parelia and Ilios that she did not cause a scene about the whole thing. Racking his silver eyes over her feline frame his eyes lingered on the couple patches of red blistered burns upon her body. He absolutely hated himself for letting her get hurt in such a way, he should have known better. "Kiara I'm so sorry." While he knew for a fact that she had understood what he had said she remained silent choosing to ignore the fact that her injuries existed like a typical feline. They both seemed to share that stubbornness but it really got them no where in the end.

Turning his head back to his son he was pleased to see that he did not run from him after all this time of them being apart. Reaching his own muzzle out to meet Ilios's he bumped him affectionately inhaling his familiar scent as he admired the ivy markings that adorned his body much similar to those of his own. " As to you Ilios." He commented with a knowing smirk. He had been fortunate enough to have run into his son once during the time that Parelia and himself had been apart. It had been a nice surprise during a time where he had felt so much darkness.

A new voice drew his attention back to their surroundings as he drew his head up once more causing much discomfort to his throbbing neck. It was a painted mare that approached happily greeting his son and his mate, this must be one of their friends they had spoken of he figured. Nodding his head politely in greeting only as much as he dared he listened patiently while introductions were made surprisingly by Ilios. Before he could chip in his two cents the topic turned to his injuries to his dismay. Why did no one believe him that it really was not that bad? It would heal...eventually. Moving his silver gaze over to Parelia as she spoke he raised and eye to her remarks before his son turned to speak again. Well so much for declining the offer... how could he when his son was asking him to get it looked at?

Sighing in defeat he could see no ways to get out of this again meaning he would have to give up trying. Yes it was deep, and bleeding, and extremely painful but that did not mean it would not heal on its own. " It is nice to meet you miss. It's really not that bad..but you can take a look if you didn't mind." Amusement was easy to sense through his bond with Kiara at him finally getting trapped into accepting help. She was hesitant to allow the stranger to get too close out of lack of trust but if she was going to help him she guessed she would allow it. Every step the mare took Kiara was watching protectively as she remained laying in the grass nearby. "Stop staring at her like that! You are going to make her think you want to eat her." He chided silently with a sideways glare in her direction.


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