Last swim of the year
Momentarily, the rest of his family hurriedly arrived as the scene turned chaotic, not to mention overwhelmingly worrying and stressing. Voltage paddled back to shore where he explained the gripping story, one that caused the healer to fret and panic. It couldn't be happening; why did he have to guess correctly all the time? Illume gone? Out in the water? At that moment of realisation, his heart plummeted. Had she gone missing on land the search would have been easier, though in the water it's almost near impossible. The ocean was such a powerful and violent force; the child could drown or be pulled out to sea. Even as brilliant as a swimmer Locha was, would she be able to find their neice? He only could pray so, or else the family would forever be emotionally torn apart. They didn't need, or at all want, a tragedy.
Inwardly shaking the plaguing thoughts away from his mind, he settled down to his task - checking on his other neice. His nose couldn't pick up the metallic scent of blood, which was good - he didn't need to worry about cleaning wounds and preventing infections. However that didn't mean the girl was safe from harm, as she could have acquired bruises or sprains that could be equally as bad. "Silvius, bring herbs," he whispered the command to his companion, feeling tiny claws slide down from his body and scurrying away towards his den. He turned his gaze to his neice, lowering his body so he could level with her height. "Do you feel any pain?" he gently inquired to the pup, softly nudging her shoulder with his muzzle. Only then did he realise that pain from a head injury diminished rather quickly though that didn't mean the victim had recovered, for they could lose consciousness if left untreated. That was why he quickly added, "Do you remember hurting yourself anywhere today? Did you hit your head or sprain a paw?" He needed to get the full picture - an honest response from the girl. Any injury left out and it could worsen over time.
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