There's no limit to what I feel, we climb higher and higher
What was Halo meant to do when their Grand Healer was sick?
Apparently, refer to the Chief of Agriculture, who also happened to be a vet, on a previous world, and whose immediate reaction was to ask: Can I lock the sick away in a secure stall, keep them watered and throw food at them until they're better?
It worked for horses, usually.
'Who said that, Loren?' His voice resounded loudly across the bond, demanding an answer from the delirious mind it was sent to. He was trying to discern who Loren was seeing, where he thought he was, that he might use it to get the sick attuned elsewhere with little argument.
'We're going to go for a walk,' he informed the other, huffing through his sharp beak, hopping forward again to give Astra a gentle touch with his wing. What must it be like, to be bonded to a sick individual, he wondered?
'Try and follow me,' he instructed to the lion, hopping closer before spreading his wings and flapping them in the lion's face, to get his attention and perhaps stir some action - landing several paces down the street. He'd repeat this as much as was needed, until they made it to his house.
Apparently, refer to the Chief of Agriculture, who also happened to be a vet, on a previous world, and whose immediate reaction was to ask: Can I lock the sick away in a secure stall, keep them watered and throw food at them until they're better?
It worked for horses, usually.
'Who said that, Loren?' His voice resounded loudly across the bond, demanding an answer from the delirious mind it was sent to. He was trying to discern who Loren was seeing, where he thought he was, that he might use it to get the sick attuned elsewhere with little argument.
'We're going to go for a walk,' he informed the other, huffing through his sharp beak, hopping forward again to give Astra a gentle touch with his wing. What must it be like, to be bonded to a sick individual, he wondered?
'Try and follow me,' he instructed to the lion, hopping closer before spreading his wings and flapping them in the lion's face, to get his attention and perhaps stir some action - landing several paces down the street. He'd repeat this as much as was needed, until they made it to his house.
CHULANE
