Saffron_Majesty
Intinn dhá rí.
"Well you're healing fast, so as soon as those IV needles come out, we're going to get some fresh air. As your psycholigist I can't condone you sitting inside all day given that you're a cryptid meant to be outdoors." Silas said still rubbing his chin. Ohphelia stretched near the end of the wolf's sentence and her thin limbs arched through the air gracefully allowing her feathers to shine like purple and green mirrors. "You are beautiful you know." Silas said in a moment of awe.