Muted
It was wth vigor that the autumn babe dragged the injured male from the edge of the river, holding the vines in her jaws and applying all her strenght in each and single pull just like the feline did. Once she put some distance between him and the ice cold water the woman inspected his wound to make sure it was free of any dirt of impurities and to their luck, the water did its job well. Hold on. she mused softly, like a summer breeze, in one of her dulcet sonnates. She was not exactly certain how the Horsetail should be applied, either completely or by being mushed into more of a paste therefore she decided to apply it both ways, that way she will cover all the risks of a mistake. Done, done and done. The male's throat was covered in the emerald herbs but now, the most complicated part was to apply the leaves she gathered and tie them all together with one of her golden chains. Grab one of my chains. she commanded the caracel, every last bit of dominance strained her voice as the male complied without much questions, just a glare towards his Mistress. He grabbed one of the golden chain that was used to brain her luxurious tail and hold it in his jaws. I am going to need that back. her attention returned towards the wounded lupin in her semi-care fore if we were to be honest, she had no ida if what she did was relatively good enough. He might not even survive or be healed properly due to her limited intervention but this was as good as it got. With a sigh, the woman started to apply more of the leaves; some would stick neatly due to the paste and with some she would encounter difficulty, reason why she had to use her tail to hold them in place. The easy part was covered, now for the hard one. She placed the chain on the floor horzintally and had Alphonse drag the male by the veins once more and place him right in the middle of it in such a manner that she will be able to bring the two heads together at almost equal lenghts. Are you sure this is going to work, Mistress? Alphonse question her actions and methods with a glance and vocalizing his worries on the matter at hand. No. Now pull. she commanded again, both of them having the head of the golden chain in their jaws, pulling it carefully in a knot that will secure the leaves and herbs in place until they can reach a experienced Healer. |
