#earthrunes

"Oui?"

Plink.

"Is .. is he in pain?" Helicopter mom voice

"He's in Missouri."

"You sure he doesn't need a buttered poptart?" SHe says

wag...wag

then more pitiful sounds

"Hmmm... One-point-7 buttered poptarts. And a baby carrot."

"I'll go get one" She rushes off

"That Chimera is SO faking it... " Bert says

"Well, can you blame him?"

Plink.

"He broke my mirror, so a little, yes"

"Naar headed chimera"

"I totally saw that coming."

"I don't blame you, I don't blame her.. but I'm out a mirror that i was hoping to sell ..." He sighs

Racing back, Leonora comes back with a warm buttered poptart "here..."

"Could you make little pick-me-up compacts?"

Leonora feeds her poor babye.... who chomps it and wags..oh so weakly

A snort.

"Well, the magic is out of them, that's the hard part. Better to start fresh...Dame Leonora could you...."

"Fine fine... you get five hundred dollars BUT..." Leonora turns to look at the nocker "I want you to make Emma a nice compact for her use, my way of thanking her for saving my Thistlesnort"

"Six hundred would really..."

"Five hundred adnd I don't shoot you in the leg" The sidhe flares a little.

"Ookay, five hundred's fine" the Nocker decides not to test that "I'll have her compact ready in a day or two."

"Oui?"

Blink, blink.

"You helped my Thistlesnort, I'm very grateful, and if I'm paying full price for aa full length mirror the least he can do is make you something small and nice" Leonora says with her kith's certainty

The nocker sighs but looks at Emma and shrugs "Deal is done. "

"Well, bless my buttons."

Meanwhile, Thistlesnort's cuts are being dressed with a very GREEN salve - both in color & smell.

To the big ham's credit, he does hold still for it. It's almost as if he knows better than to really risk himself

"What's the green stuff? " Leonora says

"Mint."

"Hope he doesn't try to lick it off"

"Hmm."

"Cone of Shame?"

She nods "If that's waht it takes" she says

Thistlesnort whimpers

"Well, is he an A-student?"

"Sometimes no." she admits. "E- Collar. I won't ahve him endagered and he was rEALLY acting hurt"

The tail drops as Thistlesnort realizes his earlier attempts were just TOO oscar worthy

A sigh. "Oui."

And... yes, she has a cone. "Merci, bubbula."

A whimper

"Sorry, Thistlesnort, but sometimes you seem very fragile" The Fiona says and strokes his fur

"He should have a long, long, long convalescence..."

Even drooping ears perk at that, alarmed

"Okay. I'm going to read that as he'll be fine in a day... hope I'm right" She says

She shrugs, gesturing with her hands.