October 3, 1895 — Africa
One thing about being on expedition was that you couldn't worry too much about stains on ones clothes. Especially when you were a creature healer and getting up close and personal. He had been treating a very sick wild Fwooper which had entailed wearing earmuffs and keeping his patient out of everyone elses earshot. After all, its bird song could drive people insane and Sun had thought a Silencing spell would only aggravate the creature. Besides, they were all in the birds home. And eventually it seemed to even know it should not sing around him.
The bird now fully healed, it flew away to join its flock and Sunny traipsed back to join his. "Be honest, does this bird bile match my eyes?" He asked teasingly as he joined Sloane by their campfire, taking out his wand to clean the mess off his clothing.
The bird now fully healed, it flew away to join its flock and Sunny traipsed back to join his. "Be honest, does this bird bile match my eyes?" He asked teasingly as he joined Sloane by their campfire, taking out his wand to clean the mess off his clothing.




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