[@The One]

Alia took off her outer jacket made of leather and carefully handled the boiled water, using it to make sure that the needle would be clean. With the tears in the wings so clean, apparently made by razor sharp claws. it would not be a difficult task to sew the wounds shut. She got to work as the dragon began to speak to ensure that no time was wasted. She stuck the needle in and stitched at the wound as quickly as she could. Her mother had never had the delicacy to teach her to sew but she had learned through Shema the art, though she found it mostly useful for small wounds or sewing patches onto her own clothing. She listened as Drayco spoke nodding as he spoke, finding nothing in particular there that she could argue against. 

[color=00a651]"Well then let's make sure she just doesn't find out about me then."[/color] She tied a know off as she finished her work in the first large tears in Drayco's wings. She was about to open her mouth to speak more when they both heard a roar off in the distance. Alia froze, breath interrupted as the cold sense of dread settled into her stomach. [color=00a651]"How long do we have before they arrive?"[/color] She let out her question in a near whisper, hands trembling slightly now as she resumed stitching the wounds shut.