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Wishing he didn't care about Calstron and how he was healing was an impractical way to spend an afternoon. As Tilney tended to some ferns in the greenhouse he constantly found his mind lingering back to that godforsaken stallion, hoping that he was healing yet still managed to slither out of the Edges back door. Maybe it was just a doctors worry to care for his patients wellbeing, no matter who they were. It was strange for Tilney on the other hand, given his attitude towards the pegasus the night before. Apologies to Evangeline were in order for his brash attitude, and also a great thanks for understanding him. He would also make sure she knew he understood her also, and that he was wrong on some counts. Tallis must be thankted also, for damn near saving him. If that horn had plunged anywhere near his heart it would of caused irreversible damage, the kind maybe Mother Moon might not be able to reverse. The little dragon was quite the hero. With his head full of regrets, promises and small talk the Moon Doctor went about his business in the gardens. There were dead plants to be disposed of over the edge for example, Orangemoons frost having burned them right out of their lock in the soil. Another job he might tend to was the weeds that sprouted and aimed to choke the plants they actually wanted to grow. At the days end, just before sundown, Tilney decided he would stay back a while longer and hoped that Evangeline might come by; they needed to have words. |
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Wander or Leave
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