Cursed Waters- A Dragon RP

Tide was a bit flustered; she’d never actually dealt with her own patient before.
“Ah, ah, okay, don’t do that then.” She said, watching him. “Just- Whisp will be back with a healer soon, so just.. sit tight?” *Whatever that means.* She thought to herself. She’s only heard Whisp say it, but never really knew what it meant. Sit still, she figured.
“Alright. I’ll try.” He said, not even bothering to sound nice. He often tried to control his temper but it never really worked. He was still really angry. He was supposed to be Vixen’s advisor. One of her personal protectors. But now he was only a helpless, injured dragon.
 
“Alright. I’ll try.” He said, not even bothering to sound nice. He often tried to control his temper but it never really worked. He was still really angry. He was supposed to be Vixen’s advisor. One of her personal protectors. But now he was only a helpless, injured dragon.
Tide knew that patients needed to take their minds off of their wounds so that they wouldn’t faint or have a panic attack, but the Enfernae, fittingly, just looked angry. The young Imago stared at the dragons flying overhead for a moment before speaking up. “So, you’re here helping us fight with Monarche Vixen right?” She said, attempting to distract Rowan.
 

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