Do you know where the wild things go?

*Alena* · 07-22-2013, 02:23 PM

Alena sighed with relief as the healer finished up his cleaning. Her whole body ached, but it didn't hurt near as bad as the feeling of him running his tongue along the wound. There was several moments of silence and she was starting to wonder if he had left again, but she was proven wrong when she felt the cold mash of herbs being pressed to her wound. It stung, but it was nothing compared to how she had been feeling and soon the herbs began to work their magic, soothing her pain and cooling the hot flesh. She sighed gently and held still while he finished his work. The assassin took his instructions to hart and gave him a nod, letting her eyes close as she felt his paw on her neck, supposedly checking her pulse. She was already starting to feel better, but she still felt weak and had no will to try to sit up just yet.

She heard him padding around her to face her and she opened her violet eyes, really seeing her savior for the first time. Her gaze met his and a grateful smile touched her muzzle. Now that she was more stable, she was glad that she was alive. Only moments ago she would have been fine with going to sleep and not waking up, but something about him working to save her made her want to fight and get better. At his question she glanced away from him, avoiding his gaze. It was a strange mix of emotions that washed over her, a feeling of embarrassment for the stupid mistake she had made and fear of telling him because she didn't want him to look at her differently. But, he had saved her life. He deserved the truth. She told her story, her voice soft, but stronger and more steady than before."I'm an assassin," she said bluntly before continuing on. "A friend of mine and I were attacked by a band of rogues. We escaped with our lives, unlike them, but I was pretty badly injured and he was scraped up as well. Once we parted ways, I went looking for more of the rogues, wanting to finish them off, but it turned out that there were no more. The only one left was their leader. So I made it my mission to find him. I searched for weeks before I finally found him. Stupid brute with black fur and gray eyes. I had almost taken care of him when he managed to get out of my grasp for a moment and tore into my shoulder. I finished him off and limped here. I guess by the time I got here I had lost so much blood that I wasn't thinking clearly and I didn't care if I lived or not... I finished my job. That's all I cared about..."

She managed to pull her shame-filled gaze up to his. It was the first time in her life that she was actually ashamed of the career she had made for herself. She almost wished she was like him, saving lives instead of taking them away. Perhaps the blood loss was still messing with her mind, but something in her felt twisted, off somehow. She felt no guilt for killing the murderous leader of the band of rogues, but she felt shame for having to tell the healer before her what she had done. "Thank you so much for saving me. If there's anything I can do to repay you, you name it and I'll do it. I'd understand if you want to go now. You've done plenty for me already."

"Speech."

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