fire in the sky

"Talk" Walk

"Yeah, there was.. a fire," So that rumor was true. He knew he could trust his companions with accurate information. He had been worried the whole night, but leaving to rush towards Abaven didn't seem like the best idea at the time. What could he have done if he did go? He was glad he hadn't, otherwise if he did then he would have missed Corvus at the border. His friend said that he was sure everyone was fine which brought the crimson wolf to nod quietly as he continued to try and clean off as much of the soot as he could. It was tedious, but he would do anything and everything in his power to try and comfort his friend. He had been through one helluva night, and then the journey here...he wondered if things would have turned out differently had they stayed in Abaven just a little longer. Maybe he could have helped Corvus out before he got injured, but as it was, he was just glad he was safe. He couldn't linger on the what ifs or what-could-have-beens now.

"But.. I'm okay. I just need to sit for awhile. Maybe a week or two," Ears flicked slightly when he heard the joking tone of his voice. He knew his friend was trying to make some light of the situation just as he had tried to, but when he glanced down at Corvus' paws, he internally cringed. That looked so painful and he wasn't sure how in the world Corvus had managed to make it here without his feet falling off. Perhaps it was the adrenaline that kept him going until he felt safe. I just really didn't feel like being at home right now. Hopefully it's okay that I came here?" Ignis pulled back as he sought Corvus' gaze, "Yeah, honestly I don't think my uncle will mind given the situation. You can stay until you feel ready to go back home or..." Or what? Until someone came looking? Or you can just stay here... He wanted to say it. But he didn't want to get his hopes up. "Let me see your feet," He said quickly, trying to change the subject as he moved to lower himself in front of the earthen male.

He could smell the odor of singed fur and burned flesh, and although he was no healer, he could tell Corvus' feet still needed tending to. He didn't want to wake his sister, so instead he frantically searched his memory for what he might need to at least help the injury until his sister got a chance to look at it later. Being around her for so long, he often watched and listened in on her herbal studies. "Can you walk? I can get some medicine to help you from my sisters den, and you can rest in mine i-if you want, it'd be warmer and more comfortable than out here..." He cleared his throat, feeling a little embarrassed, but he did want to help him, and if he could get Corvus to his den then he would be able to easily and quickly grab what he thought would be useful to help.