This Glancing Life Is Like A Morning Star

*Lydia* · 03-10-2019, 09:53 AM

Lydia listened as the woman stated that she'd found the man and had attempted to patch him back up. The smell of blood was strong and her stomach flipped a little. She was hoping it wasn't as bad as she feared but she wouldn't know until she'd take a good look at the man. She locked eyes with the man, saw him struggling to hang on. She needed to get to work fast. "Ok, let me take a look and I'll see what I can do."

She moved toward the man and began to examine the wound. It was a nasty neck wound and parts of it looked to be deep. Lydia resisted the urge to swear. This was not going to be fun to patch up but thankfully the air was cold and the inflammation wasn't as bad as it could have been. She'd need to move quickly though. Lydia noticed that the woman had packed the wound in with horsetail and she nodded approvingly. "Good thinking with the horsetail to stem the bleeding. He'd have bled out if you hadn't found him. The wound is serious though, I think we'll need to stitch it closed. Can you remove the horsetail and clean out the wound while I do some prepping?"

Lydia eased her pack off her back and then flipped open the top. As soon as she did a long, ringed tail flopped out and a murmuring could be heard from inside. "Come on, Bolla. We have work to do." The lemur yawned and rolled out of the back, scratching at herself then stared at the two strange wolves with her large amber eyes.

"Lydia, you said I deserved a rest all the way back to Kesali. If this is Kesali, I am not impressed." Lydia ignored the lemur. She'd been free-loading long enough and she wasn't overly thrilled with letting the creature curl up in her pack with her precious herbs, wrapped and stored though they may be. However, Bolla was proving a wealth of information and her dextrous little hands were opening up whole new worlds of healing, so she couldn't be too perturbed.

"Sew up this wound and I will make good on my promise." The lemur carefully approached the man, her tail twitching and she whistled as she examined it. "Wow, someone got you good. Just a minute. I have a needle and sinew somewhere in that pack." Lydia had pulled out a number of herbs and was going through them as the lemur pulled out a thin, bone needle and some dried sinew to use as thread. It would have to do. She didn't have anything thinner.

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