Heliotrope turned her head rather abruptly towards Stargaze and then Kyte. The orange drake hadn't been volunteering to be checked over as they clearly felt nothing wrong, but now Heliotrope was beckoning them over. [color=ed1c24]"You had an injury on your wing? Which one?"[/color] she said. 

Kyte awkwardly stepped forward, lifting up the previously infected wing. [color=ffab72]"This one,"[/color] they said. [color=ffab72]"I got attacked by some weird brownies... something had transformed them and they'd become aggressive. One of them scratched me, I think, and this weird black stuff started forming on my wing."[/color] As Heliotrope started inspecting the wing, Kyte quickly added, [color=ffab72]"It's gone now, and I don't feel that bad. In fact, I feel pretty good."[/color]

Heliotrope examined Kyte for a moment, her face settling into a frown. [color=ed1c24]"You said your name is Kyte, right?"[/color] she asked. [color=ed1c24]"How old are you, Kyte? You're a winged drake, obviously, but for how long?"[/color]

[color=ffab72]"Erm, I think I became a winged drake just a little bit before we went on our mission so... less than two weeks?"[/color]

Heliotrope frown deepened, and she ran her claws over her snout as she tried to suppress an exasperated sigh. [color=ed1c24]"Did you call upon a specific moon when you healed your friend, here?"[/color] she said as she turned her head back towards Stargaze. [color=ed1c24]"If not, and it's okay if you didn't, what exactly was going through your mind as you used the magic?" [/color]She didn't sound angry or upset, just serious and to the point.