[ Mollymauk is a little grey in the face in the morning, but his pulse is fine and he's about as hot-blooded as he usually is. His eyelids flutter slightly as he's touched, a soft moan of protest leaving him before he settles again.
His horns have dug a weird groove into the mattress and there's a lot of dried blood in the bed and on his face from the insistent nosebleed, which seems to have finally stopped completely.
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His horns have dug a weird groove into the mattress and there's a lot of dried blood in the bed and on his face from the insistent nosebleed, which seems to have finally stopped completely.
Still a wreck, but at least less of one. ]
Mm...