Theo’s feathers flattened. “You mean… unnatural unnatural?”
Dr. Lena adjusted her stethoscope, taking a slow breath before pushing open the examination room door. The smell of antiseptic and cedar shavings filled the air, but today there was another scent beneath it: worry . furrytails vet clinic
“Any new stressors at home?” Lena asked, pulling out a small wooden tuning fork etched with runes. She struck it gently against her palm, and a low, warm hum filled the room. Kit’s ears perked up. Theo’s feathers flattened
Theo blinked his huge amber eyes. “They started blasting last week. For a luxury apartment complex.” The smell of antiseptic and cedar shavings filled
Lena smiled and reached for the next file. A cockatrice with molting issues and a kelpie who’d swallowed a bicycle tire. Just another Tuesday at Furrytails.
But she made a mental note to call the geomancer. Something was coming. And whatever it was, it would end up on her exam table sooner or later.