Thread:Crowsoul50/@comment-33229352-20190902044738/@comment-33229352-20190904035823

Quill provided another memory.

''Quill was much smaller than it was now. In fact, it was about the same size as the Bushbeasts who had had their eyes taken. One of its front legs was stretched out, resting on Ishmael's lap. A large, beartrap-like contraption had embedded itself deep into its leg, gnawing into the wood. The peace god was using a combination of vines and his own two hands to pry it open. There was a loud metallic screech as the trap gave way and Quill yanked its leg out before it snapped shut again.''

''Ishmael ran his hand over the Bushbeast's leg to examine the wound. "You'll be fine. You lot heal quickly. Just give it a day or two and it should be good as new again. Until then, I can give you a boost." His palms glowed with healing energy and he placed them over the cuts. When he took them off, most of the minor abrasions were gone. Quill stood and put weight on its leg, testing it out.''

"Do me a favor and watch where you step next time, okay?"