inevitable exchange

inevitable exchange

Agnodice Posts: 70

Outcast

Mare :: Equine :: 14.2hh :: 8

Herophilos :: Plain Black Dragon :: Toxic Breath prissy

10-19-2015, 08:06 PM

She kept her attention firmly on Tembovu, features drawn with nothing but concern and interest. She thought over so many different remedies, but none she knew were specialized for curing this ailment. Her gaze trailed down to the grass, her face befallen with sorrow. Years of studying and she knew not how to help the kind stallion.

She looked up to Ciceron, eyes trailing up, head staying down. She listened attentively to his words, focus only deviating when Kiara began to rub against her ebony forelegs. It took her by surprise at first, but she quickly grew accustomed to the feline. She had soft fur, just her touch seeming to diminish some of the mare's anxiety about feeling somewhat inadequate in this situation.

She nodded her head slowly, turquoise gaze focused on Kiara, though her mind was captivated by Tembovu and Ciceron's words.

“And any attempt at help would be welcome, Dice.”

She furrowed her brow, regaining her composure. She had little to go on, though she knew magic was an indication of how to possibly treat this illness. She could try her flowers, though they ony healed physical ailments. Blood had been trickling from Tembovu's ear, that was physical, right?

Trying was better than not trying, she supposed. "Hold still, okay?" She spoke, her tone hushed, though filled with a bit of hope. She prayed it would work, rid the stallion of the disease before he suffered much longer. Though it would be a bit unfortunate to dispel him of it before she had gotten much of a chance to study it. No, no, she's a doctor, not a scientist.

Agnodice closed her eyes, focusing her mind and energy on her magic. A few flower buds began to sprout in her mane and tail, growing and blossoming, filling the air with soothing, flowery scents. She centered them on Tembovu, the flowers illuminating with pale gold, transferring the light to the stallion's head before shriveling, dying, and falling to the ground.

She opened her gaze, letting a breath she hadn't realized she was holding. She looked to Tembovu with a worried expression, the pale arc of her neck extending a bit to look at him more closely, but not touching him.

"How do you feel?"

Image Credits

don't worry about it smitty! my replies will be a bit slow as well, no rush ^^;
@Ciceron
@Tembovu

:: [ Magic: EarthxLight | Can grow flowers in her mane and tail that have healing properties ]
:: [ Restrictions | Can only heal physical ailments. Larger wounds require more flowers (meaning more effort on her part) ]