Alastor: he grumbled, setting his arm down and tugging on some of the fur with his teeth, slowly he began to pull the scales out of his arm, they wriggled back over to his body. The dolls tried to get up to where Alastor was.

George: George opened his eyes, absolutely beaming with joy as he wore a wide smile. “How do I look?”

Ariv: Ariv quickly went and grabbed a lighter and some odd drugs that would numb the pain. “May I see your… Umm… The area where you one had your paw?”

Early morning post yet again!!! ^^

Alastor: he grumbled turning so Ariv could see the wound. A few scales seemed confused, searching for the arm though the hole. Looking like little tree roots.

Ugh- morning

George: “Okay okaaaaay!!” George giggled happily before dragging Chris back onto the bed.

Ariv: Ariv studied it for a moment as he bit his lip. “Now we can do one of two things,” Ariv murmured. “Either go to the vet or do something here to try to help you…"

Sooo? How was your day?? :3

Alastor: at the mention of a vet get got defensive hissing at Ariv and pushing his claws out. If he was going to be taken to the vet he'd put up a fight about it.

Pretty good I guess!! How was yours??

George: George chuckled softly. “Preeeeetty sure it’s your amazing makeup job,” George purred before kissing Chris briefly.

Ariv: “Alright it’s a no to the vet then?” Ariv sighed as he sat in a stool that stood by the corner. “I am going to this lighter to close your wound, but I will give you a drug that should numb the pain despite giving you an almost drunk feeling.”