calm between storms
He wanted to do a real dressing of the wound, and offer his half sister a bit of pain medication. No need to keep her awake and in pain. He knew it had to be something light, he was sure his tiny sister would react poorly to anything strong.
”Hey, Eu.” He said quietly, lowering himself to her level as he looked at the gash on her forehead. ”We should probably get this cleaned and redressed.” He warned her, knowing it was uncomfortable for her when he messed with it. ”Are you feeling okay otherwise?”
Eulogy thought she had died ten times over now. She wanted desperately to close her eyes and sleep but they wouldn't let her. Why was that? Her head ached, bad, so bad. Sleep could only help her right? She was exhausted beyond exhaustion now. And on top of that shed been displaced from her den. She was so out of place, felt so vulnerable in the temporary den her brother had her in. Its entrance was much too large and it had no bolt exit. "" |
He’d stashed what he would need to tend to her with earlier, knowing she wouldn’t be comfortable in the main infirmary. ”I’ll make sure to take care of it.” He told her as he nuzzled behind her ears and pulled out a premade poultice. He could smell the ginger and tumeric, that would go on her cut. Hopefully staving off any infection. Rhyme cleaned the wound gently before offering his poor sister a bit of herbs to eat.
He could only offer what would be mild pain relief for now. Once she was closer to the twelve hour mark he’d start thinking about giving her something heavier so she could sleep. ”Eat all of this.” He whispered as he sat back to watch her complete the task he’d given to her. ”I’ve put tumeric and ginger on your wound, to help stave off infection and reduce inflammation.” He mentioned quietly, to help her keep her mind off the taste and the pain.