Living Among Giants

by Monkeygirl77

She was adopted into the fold of Archangels and now she's learning how to be a fledgling again after the end of the war. She's got plenty of older angels to show her the way though. A new set of Guardians, a new home, and a present Parent, she's living among giants now.

260. Bright

She was the brightest fledgling he knew, for surpassed even some in his classes that came to be under his tutelage along the way of the others, she knew much on the same level that they did, and she was still so much younger then the rest of them.

She was one of the few who were allowed to help him when he himself took to mending those who fell under his personal care; typically wounds to the wings and fledglings, among various other things.

The fledgling would sit under him, leaning against his knee, watching as he methodically straightened the ruffled feathers that had been disrupted through the slash that had been aimed for the feathered appendage. He would softly instruct her, guiding her little hands with his own to right the broken feathers, as his students stood over his shoulder watching with apt attention.

"Can you get me the disinfectant?"

She looked up at him with bright eyes, "The one in the orange jar?"

"The very one."

The fledgling nodded, crawling under his arm to scurry off for the jar in question, returning just as quickly as she had disappeared, crawling back under the same arm, and leaned back against his inner leg to pass him the jar he had asked for. He pulled his hand away lightly "You apply it."

She nodded, turning the cap off gently, and reached in with three little fingers to scoop up a rather hefty amount of the ointment, and rubbed it on the gash just as she'd been taught to. He smiled when she helped him bandage the wing, patting her head when they finished, and upon washing his own hands, lifted her up to do as he did.

"Did I do good, big bear?"

He chuckled, lifting her to sit on his hip, brushing his nose against his cheek, "You are the perfect partner, little bear."

She smiled, scrunching up her neck when he brushed his nose up over it, giggling lightly at the attention. The class smiled at the pair of them, the Healer was stern and strict when it came to his classes and to those under his care, but this particular fledgling had managed to worm her way under that strict exterior, for the most part, and brought out a side to the stern Healer that not many got to witness without her being there.

"Can I help again?"

"Of course," he brushes a kiss over her cheek "If another comes by needing our aid."