Scar-Faced Hag
Cora frowned. First at Lula, then to Shan.
"She's been doing well on her diet - as well as she can, I suppose - but lately she's been begging for food more often. And she only seems to be gaining weight."
The racyon in question was currently sat in her lap, grooming a paw, entirely unconcerned with her weight. Lula had always been on the rotund side, so it was hard to guess whether she'd grown or not. A few weeks after the Courtship Festival on Ukatis, there was a definite change in her behavior…and circumference.
Veterinarians were harder to come by in the temple rather than Jedi healers, and Cora and Shan were already friends. Hence why she's taken Lula to him for a quick checkup. If anything was off, he'd probably be able to see it, and from there they could acquire a more specialized consult if necessary.
"Would you mind checking her out, Shan?"
Shan Pavond