Healing Crown
A belated b-day fic for @zmeess!
Based on their WONDERFUL and super cool Centaur AU (More specifically: this pic right here)
(Arvid is Nor. Pridbjørn is Den)
_____________________________Arvid tried very hard not to headbutt Pridbjørn at sight, especially since the guy was already wounded; but it was damn tempting nonetheless.
“Honestly, I swear you do this on purpose just to annoy me,” Arvid sighed and began looking for the right herbs in his little satchels.
“Huh? No, that’s a ridiculous accusation,” Pridbjørn laughed nervously and scratched at the base of his antlers. “I just got a little unlucky, that’s all!”
“Would this ‘bad luck’ involve a certain half brother of yours perhaps?” Arvid cocked one eyebrow upward and lightly stomped his right back hoof impatiently again the ground. This was the second time in one week that Pridbjørn had asked for help with a wound, and Arvid doubted it would be the last time.
oooooooooh my god this is so good so pure so canon coffee i love it!!! thank you so much it’s everything i could ask for! every time i reread it i want to abandon everything i am doing and just whip out my tablet and draw centaurs