“That’s a nasty burn.” (for Harmomy)
Wings buzz rapidly, ears pinned back. She supposes she'd been pretty loud when she'd been trying to find the burn cream and bandages. The pegasus hadn't meant to bother the feline, and still she failed.
The filly looks up, pausing in tying the bandage in place to look at the abyssinian. She looks concerned? Well, it was a burn. Those could get really bad if treated wrong.
"It's.. It's not that bad! I'm s-sorry I bothered you."












