Rest, Wing

“She needs to take it easy, ¿OK? Don’t… rile her up.”

Rose understood Turquoise’s raised eyebrow & refused to react or say anything.

After a brief pause, Turquoise led Rose to Azure sitting up on her bed, spooning some yogurt into her mouth with her unwounded wing.

“Rose,” Azure said with a voice muffled by yogurt. “I was wondering when you’d finally come.”

“I heard you got an infection.”

“Yeah, from the open bullet wound. Not always as clean as in the movies. The doctor told me to eat plenty o’ yogurt & stuff to keep my immune system strong.”

Rose nodded. “¿You still running this fall?”

Azure looked up @ Rose with raised brows. “‘Course.”

Rose nodded ‘gain. “Good.”


Councilman, Lymphocyte, Respect