Nego hated other people helping him, he was perfectly fine, except for the fact his chest was bleeding. 'How did you get so many scratches?' the healer muttered. 'The grinded blackberry leaf is over there, you just grabbed blueberry leaves,' Nego said patiently.
He had blacked out, but he was fine. Tagu shook his head and snorted. 'I expected a lot more help, Tagu,' he said. 'Stay still, boy,' the healer commanded as she applied bandages with orange paste stuck underneath.
It felt warm on his chest. Tagu let the healers spirit animal, a red panda climb onto his head like a moving-red hat. 'You need to stay in the infirmary for two days at most,' she said. 'Two days!' Nego protested. Tagu let out a mocking rumble. 'Don't laugh, it's not like we were both fighting as hard as we could. Drake's probably laughing his head off,'
The healer left gradually, leaving Nego alone on the bed. Tagu put his head on his lap, which Nego liked. As he sank his head into the pillow, Nego took the book out and started reading.
I know something is coming, I hear a loud sound in my ears. I hear the roar of an animal fighting, I feel uncontainable power and I hear it closing, something being captured, and my vision ends. As I write this down, I would like to share with you the peaceful feeling of sunlight warming your face and the sound of wind chimes in the background. The walls of your own bamboo hut surrounding you with the flat roof you made out of wood and sitting on the smooth dirt ground at your bamboo table. The wind carries the smell of your dinner cooking outside in a pot over a fire. I am not alone, I have my faithful companion, a small white horse with brown and black patches over its body, you can never feel lonely with Yilin around.
'Sounds nice,' Nego muttered. He wished for a home like that, maybe he already was home in Greenhaven castle. He had taken the oath not long after returning, he wore it underneath his coat, it showed whenever he took it off.
When the wind blowed, the coat and cloak would fly in the wind, except the coat was in his pack. He had been surprised by how soft the green fabric was underneath his finger tips.
Tagu had fallen asleep, on the floor, close to the bed. Nego looked at the sunset through the window, it was beautiful.
Nego knew something was going to happen.
