The ashen woman plodded along her fur ruffled and clumped togther from her last kill, blood stained her white maw as her own tounge lolled out and grazed away the crimson fibers. As she wandered her eyes closed as she smiled in the cold, breeze before a unearthy undeliting smell arose and she almost chocked.
What the hell she though, with a shallow breath. Nostrils flared and the scent of burnt flesh, and blood and infection filled her sensitive nostrils. As a low voice arose from the heavy air, a mans voice. The ashen lady looked helplessly at the man, the smell had came from him. She felt herself feel his pain, like sharp teeth dragging and pulling at her flesh. But the language he spoke of she knew, with a low whine she stepped over.
"Ste v kapele, môj priateľ." she spoke softly, before adding "Idem, aby som vás vyriešil. Len ísť spať, prosím." she whispered before she looked around, trying to locate herbs.
She found marigold which she was grateful for, these she could use for the burns. She looked around once more for any, thing else she could but nothing caught her eye at the moment. She got to work she began to pick of the petals of the, soft plant and gently apply to the mans burns. She gave him a soft whine as she noticed all the blood and pus, she gave a soft lick to the wounds to wipe away some of the extra blood.
the crimson and pus gave a sour after taste to her tongue, but at the moment she would not notice she was healing him. She gave him a look of dismay, the man must have been like these for awhile. A soft whine came from her as she felt worse for the poor man, he looked depressed too. She gave him a soft lick to his ear, trying to keep him from going to sleep.
She looked around with a sigh before finding, yarrow she ran/trotted over and picked up the herb from the stems she wanted to puke from the taste of the plant. She leaped over to the man and began to apply that to the wounds of the man, the woman slowly topped it off so the wounds would stop bleeding.
She gave him a smile now all she could do was hope, hope..
