Enna stilled, her fingers carding through familiar fur, a smile tugs on her lips. She shifts slightly, hissing softly in pain, until there's enough space for Adrian to climb up and rest, her nose wrinkling at the smell of blood that costs the front of his fur. She rumbles softly and continues to pet, her panic fading until only the heat from the fever filled her, she sighed softly and relaxed. 

He was fine, bloodied but fine. 

"Ah, she's awake then, Adrian I take it? Would you like if I sealed those wounds?" Madam Iris spoke softly, Enna tensed and her fingers stilled in Adrian's fur. [@SomeoneSomewere]