PHOEBE
Much like Melita, Lily was greeted with a seemingly empty infirmary, until eyes likely caught sight of the big, pinky scaly lump curled up on a bed. As she called out, Pim, the dragonling who was now big enough to be imposing, in height and girth, lifted his head, eyes blinking with double lids as he looked for the source of the noise. Silvery pink eyes caught sight of the woman he did not know, sniffing the air in her direction. The dragon yawned, jaw opening wide to show an impressive set of silvery fangs, gnashing closed as he eyed her again, head turning to peer at her with one round orb. After a moment, Pim roared, the terrifying, guttural noise echoing in the space. But from somewhere in the back..."Pim, you know you don't have to roar to... Oh! Hello, Lily." the young midwife said, surprised to see Lily there when she had only expected to come out and chide her dragon. But Phoebe lacked her usual vibrancy. She looked tired, dark circles under her eyes, hands trembling slightly as though she were somehow cold beneath her layers of heavy sweaters. "What brings you in today?"
I look up to the little bird
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
The flies across the sky
And I, I wish that I could be that bird
And fly away from here
