On Death and Dying
The day had been going quite well. He had opted to take his niece out for some hunting technique practice, when the tides suddenly turned. One moment, they were practicing and the next, a little bird told them something was wrong. Next thing he knew, Quake had bolted into the territory, and a minute or two later was bolting past him and urging him to follow. Even if she hadn't told him, he would have followed the kid anyway. She wasn't a year yet, but she was almost there. And he would be there for her birthday. As the pair raced towards the location of the trouble, he would slow his pace just a little to match her. With him being a lot taller and more experienced, he was quicker, and he wasn't about to leave her behind. It took them a few minutes or so finally arrive, and what he saw was a scene all too familiar. He paused for a moment as he watched the spasming girl, crimson gaze narrowed as he looked between her and the bile. A low growl rose in his throat, yes...he knew exactly what was going on, he'd seen it among his rogue band one too many times, and occasionally they used it against their targets as well. Somehow, the girl had been poisoned. Either unintentionally or purposefully, her body was reacting violently.
He was pulled from his thoughts when the healer boy requested their help, and with a firm nod Kakashi made his way to the moss. He scratched at it, prying it from the rocks as carefully and as quickly as possible, and with a gruff bark to Quake to help out, they would make haste. There was snow melt everywhere right? Finding water would be no challenge. He motioned for her to follow once they both had gotten a good chunk of moss in their teeth, and within seconds they'd found a nearby melted puddle of snow. They would dip them, soaking the moss as much as they could before trotting back to where the others were, carefully so as not to lose so much of the now precious water for Finch. As he approached behind Quake, he place his soaked moss on the ground, crimson gaze returning to Finch as she was being restrained. "I've seen this before, we have to work quickly or she'll succumb to some very permanent effects, or worse." His words were calm but sharp, an edge to it as he left Quake with Starling and help hold the flailing girl's limbs. He was careful of the wounded shoulder, but the kicking needed some control. |
