@holdempuff
The potion heâd taken earlier that day as part of a challenge hadnât bothered him at all. Until now. Feeling utterly miserable, his stomach emptied without any sign of relief coming soon, he had bothered Bri until she had enough of his whining. Such a traitorous sister, to abandon him in his need. He wouldnât have left her if she was dying in the most agonising way. He decided to actually follow her advice, and go to someone who could help, making his way to the Hospital Wing. Once there, he flopped onto a bed, hearing it groan and creak. Too big for it, and already finding it impossible to be comfortable, he shifted. When the door opened to reveal the arrival of his saviour, the lynx started to mew, a pathetic plea for help.














