Lucky Catch

Walk | Talk | Think

Tahlia winced at the desperate response the wolf gave to her offer of finding help, worried a little by his answer. Damn. She was hoping to get out of it completely, for someone else with more skill to come in and fix what she could not. Truthfully, she didn't know what she would be doing, had never come upon an injury of this severity amongst the spars she had been witness to. It was out of her realm of expertise and she was afraid of causing more harm than good. But the injured male was conscious enough to answer her, and after a pause and another good wince he began giving direction. This was better. If he could keep it up, walk her through what she needed to do, she thought she might be able to. Her bedside manner had never been up to par, but considering the circumstances she felt that was a trivial matter at the moment. Best he just found out himself if he pressed the wrong sort of button.

Break the branch, pull it out, keep him awake. It all sounded simple enough when stated like that, but she knew it was going to be immensely more complicated. There was, potentially, a life at stake here dependent upon her actions, and the seriousness of it did not sit well with her in the least. Her jaws parted, a nervous breath drawing in, almost ready to leave her lips with admissions of doubt. She couldn't do this; she shouldn't be doing this. But if she didn't act now, likely the poor wolf would be at an even greater risk. Letting her jaws click resolutely, she released the same breath in a rush, stepping closer toward the side of his that was punctured by the sapling.

Goodness, it did look worse up close. It was enough to make her own side ache with a phantom pain though she knew herself to be in perfectly good health. Break the branch, she repeated, her thoughts falling silent as he once again began giving her further direction on what to do after this first task of removal was complete. "Okay," she muttered at a whisper, the word meant mostly for herself. Inspecting the branch, she thought she had a way to go about it, a plan already formulated, but no matter which way she went about it she was still sure to cause him further pain. Deciding merely to ignore any complaints that he made, and praying that he might not snap reflexively, she fixed her golden eyes upon his face and murmured a low and quick apology. "I'm sorry."

She wasted no time. Without giving either of them a moment more to think of it, the shapely wolf reached forward and carefully latched her teeth around the sapling's branch near were it had impaled the wolf, biting against it with enough force to both stabilize what sat in Bane's side but hopefully also splinter as much of it as she could while she leaned somewhat against it. It bent, pulled, but ultimately snapped, a messier break certainly than the one the wolf had caused on his own. Carefully Tahlia released her grip for the briefest of moments, merely to get a better hold on the branch, and then began to ease it out, mindful not to let it shift and bend inside of him. Only when its splintered tip fell from his side, and blood flowed more freely from his wound, did she relinquish her hold on the branch entirely to breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

"Well, that's done," she stated somewhat breathlessly, surprised that she had even been able to do this most complicated part. Setting her golden eyes upon the wound, her gaze flickering to the wolf's face, she quickly added, "How are we fairing?" just to see if he was conscious enough to respond. If he dropped to the ground unconscious, she only hoped it would be with the injured side up; the faster she got his open wound pinched and set, the better.

OOC: Seriously hoping the branch breaking part works. Failed to think of an easier, less painful way. Let me know if it should be edited at all.