Fox and the Hound [Wanyecha]

Fox and the Hound [Wanyecha]

Cera the Golden Prince Posts: 419

Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 4.5

Stallion :: Pegasus :: 16.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE

Ilaria :: Red Panda :: Heal Brit

#15

11-12-2012, 02:46 PM (This post was last modified: 11-12-2012, 02:47 PM by Cera.)

Intensely worried emerald eyes surveyed her leg as it reached towards the earth, testing her weight as carefully as a butterfly alighting on a stilled muzzle. Switching only then to her face that was creased but did not seem to further itself into pain. Even with this comfort Cera didn't move from his stance, keen on watching her for any signs of pain.

Her smile was courageous for such a young filly, and Cera felt only a slight chip of his worry fade away. Knowing she had a healer at her home made him feel a little more comfortable. The snow was coming down hard now that he had time to actually notice it, and all play had vanished from his normally innocent face, leaving behind only worry. "Staying out here won't help..." Frowning at the snow as if it had caused this, which it had if you thought about it. Cera hadn't been in the Threshold that he could remember, his nights and days had all been loneliness and adventuring until Midas. But Wanyecha seemed to know a place and he nodded to say he would follow.

The word mom caught his ears and though he was terribly curious, he didn't ask of it yet. What was important now was getting her to the place she spoke of and letting her rest. Though his innocent little face was crinkled and worried, he lifted his wing from her back to instead shield them both so that they could walk. It wasn't going to be easy keeping them up like that the entire time but he only wanted to help. "Alright. Maybe I should go with you home after we find it...I no want you alone..." Worriedly twitching his muzzle, knowing it wouldn't be easy for her to make the trek alone with her ankle. Boundaries and herds didn't matter to him at this age. After all what did he know about it? Helping Wanyecha was his only purpose at the moment. Pushing forward through the snow and staying close in case he needed to offer her a shoulder. Outside he was calm but worried, but inside he was scared. What if he was doing something wrong? What if he did something and ended up hurting her worse?