(click the green flag, I drew some cats) This isn't a full chapter, just a bonus thing set before the Circles were founded. What's the Old Forest, you ask? You'll see... Blind Touch finished wrapping Swaying Tree’s cuts with leaves. “There you go. It shouldn’t take too long to heal, since the cuts aren’t very deep. You should spend tonight in here so I can keep an eye on it, though. If you need anything, just tell me, and I’ll be right there.” She purred. Swaying Tree nodded. “Thank you.” A noise came from the cave entrance. “What’s that?” “I’ll be right back,” Blind Touch said. She walked up to the cave’s mouth. In front of her stood a black-and-white pet, his blue collar streaked with mud. His nose was crusted with mucus and his bright lime-green eyes were tinted red and watering. He coughed, and then said, “I’m sick… I’ve heard the cats in the Old Forest have healers. Can you help me?” “Go back to your humans. That’s their job, not mine.” “They aren’t home. They’re away… I hope they’ll come back.” “Find some other humans then. Get out of my cave.” “Please, help me.” “Get out of here, /pet/.” “I-I just—” He broke into a fit of coughing. When he stopped and saw the look on Blind Touch’s face, he sighed and left.
Blind Touch- @KaladinxSyl
