12/18/2024, 9:52 PM
Francis was wriggling, trying to free himself out of the muck while still not using his injured paw as much as possible, when familiar tones struck his ears. He jolted, head swinging to watch Kairos' elegant features appear over the edge of the mud-slide wrecked hillside.
Miss Parthenon!He blinked dumbly at her.
Please be careful, the terrain may still be unstable.He was significantly more concerned with her safety, of course, the moment she'd appeared she was now his responsibility to care for. He did recall their conversation, though.
He was expected to lean on her as she him. Francis puffed a sigh through his lips. He'd promised.
Francis, did you fall? The panic in Kairos' tone was evident, and Francis focused his attention on the moment, heaving himself through the slippery muck to stand on his good three paws.
I'm alright, my lady. I'm fine. I did fall, but I...Just hurt my ankle. Nothing life-threatening, I think.He wasn't actually sure what kind of medical intervention they could offer him, but...The bones would knit themselves together sooner or later, if given time.
He glanced up at her, still hovering anxiously at the top of the hill. He'd rather she not risk injury sliding down, but he severely doubted he could stop her if she decided she was going to assist him.
It was amusing in an endearing way, a welcome distraction from his ache in his ankle.
Let's meet up at the less...muddy side of the hill, shall we?He kept the paw tucked carefully, close to his chest.