1,000 Yard Stare
10-25-2015, 12:44 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-25-2015, 09:57 PM by Evelyn.)
It was sad that the falls were no longer claimed by anyone, but a small part of the tiny woman was glad that she was now free to come about when she could. With the drop in temperature suddenly she had been on a desperate hunt for any herbs that she could find, before they all wilted away and died. But the falls always seemed to be thriving in herbs, the damp environment letting the plant life cling there for a little longer. So she moved on, paws already muddy from her earlier diggings. It would seem that her tri coloured coat was hardly clean anymore, and she spent most of her waking time on the hunt. Tonight she was looking for nothing in particular, just hoping to find anything that she could being to dry out. Making her way to the waters edge she poked her nose at the ground, the scent of earth greeting her right away. But there was something else that clung to the dirt. Sickness. Pain. Blood. Amelia's red head shot up right away, deep blue eyes squinting to see further in the dying light. That is when she saw his massive form, hardly above the chill of the water. Letting out a squeak, the tiny woman hopped across the river and landed neatly on the other side, quickly making her way to the fallen beast. The scent of sickness did not offend her or send her running, it was what she lived for. She had been surrounded by it ever since she could remember, and her nose did not turn away from it.
Amalia was not a big wolf, she was quite tiny and did not have a lot of strength. But this brute needed her help, and she couldn't leave him here to die. Poking at him with her nose, she managed to grab as much of his scruff as she could and pulled backwards. Grunting, she thrashed and strained her muscles, but could not make the dead weight budge. Oh boy... Huffing, Ama prodded him again, she would start seeing to his other wounds as soon as he was away from the water. "Um, mister? I really need you to get out of the water so you don't get hypothermia. If you could manage, and to then lay flat out on your belly. You look pretty beat up and I need to be able to assess everything. Again, if it's no trouble!" she said softly in her sing song voice, before delivering one last prod.