Ouchie
04-10-2023, 05:25 PM
After their fight with the leopard seal, the duo had left the frozen wasteland in search of a more desirable place to rest. A few miles south, there were slightly warmer territories that bordered the submerged woods. Places where there weren’t several feet of snow to wade through, which was a relief. Once they arrived, a sense of relief rolled through his body as his paws met soil that was littered with small patches of snow. But he was still angry they hadn’t been able to eat the seal after they killed it.
His gaze shifted to Aresenn, who had been favoring the leg that was attacked during the fight. It was bloody, swollen, and would only get worse if he didn’t do something about it. “You’ve got a little scratch there.” He taunted with a smirk, not waiting for his reaction before he took off to sniff out some herbs. It's not that he really cared about Aresenn’s wound
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04-10-2023, 05:43 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-10-2023, 05:52 PM by Sephiran. Edited 1 time in total.)
He heard Aresenn’s voice, but he didn’t pay attention to what he said. And, once he was out of earshot, his mind became engulfed by his mission. He was looking for two specific plants; chamomile, and agrimony. One he knew very well, and was common and easy to find. But the other, which was the little yellow flower agrimony, he wasn't well versed with. One was good for swelling and bleeding, and the other just helped with the healing process. Together, they would make a good salve to start with.
It took some time to find them both. He came across a lot more chamomile before he found some agrimony, but he was content with the amount nonetheless. He returned with a mouthful of vegetation, spitting them onto the ground before taking a seat. “Lucky for you, I’m multi-talented.” He said with a haughty smirk, meaning every word. He was so full of himself “But this is gonna cost you.” He separated the flowers from the stems with his paws, until he had a little pile of what he wanted. Then, he shoved the pile toward Aresenn. “Chew it up, and spit it onto my paw.” He thought the taste was disgusting, and wanted Aresenn to do the dirty work. “And after that…. Tell me about the history of the pirates.” He knew they raided packs, stole things, and hoarded treasures. But how did that all start?
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04-10-2023, 06:07 PM
To his liking, Aresenn did as he was told. He watched with a blank expression as the pirate boy chewed up the flowers, narrowing his eyes to glare at Sephiran which solidified the fact that the herbs tasted like shit. His lips twitched into a small, sly smirk, before fading away into a stoic expression when Aresenn spit the salve onto his paw. It came out in a long string, which was disgusting. But it was better than having to chew up the plants himself. “Poison you.” He retorted, flashing him another sly smirk. Whether Aresenn believed him or not, was up to his digression. But before the boy could reject him, if Aresenn chose to believe it, Sephiran was already slapping the salve onto his wound.
And as he rubbed it onto the wound, pressing down to make blood welt to the surface to coagulate it with the mixture, he listened to the tale of the pirates. He still found it unorthodox that a woman was leading a pack, let alone pirates who raided other territories. “So, you really do take orders from a woman?” He snorted. “Do you at least get to fuck her?” It was a crude statement, but the way it rolled off his tongue made it seem so casual.
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04-10-2023, 07:01 PM
When Aresenn quickly denied wanting to fuck the “old woman”, he couldn’t stop the cackle that left his jaws. Admittedly, hearing him say that was quite hilarious to the Saxe boy. But what he found even funnier, was his lack of knowledge about women fucking each other. “You're sheltered.” He taunted, before giving an explanation Aresenn probably didn't want. “Women go down on each other,” He started, as his tongue slipped out his jaws to slide across his lips in a crude, suggestive manner. “Just like we do to them,” The hair along his nape started to stand up, and he unknowingly pressed a but harder onto Aresenns wound. “Its the best shit ever.” Coming from his mouth, it seemed so casual and careless. But the only reason he knew about it, was because of his father had explained all of these things at such a young, vulnerable age. So it seemed so normal to him.
The conversation changed, and Aresenn continued to teach him about the history of the pirate pack. Something about sins, the king, and second in command. He didn’t say anything, just stood back to look over his work, which was sloppy but did the job. Then he let out a big yawn, and finally noticed the carved wood Aresenn had been messing with. “You keep playing with whatever that is.” He said as he bowed down into a stretch. “But I’m beat.” He turned then, going off to find somewhere to rest for the night.
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