just let me sleep

*Actaea* · (This post was last modified: 08-28-2019, 08:15 PM by Actaea.)

The trio had been foraging, looking for last minute supplies to prepare for the lessons they would need to hold. Her uncle wanted her to take her brother Ignis and a new pack member under her wing and teach them about healing. It was both an honor and terrifying for her. She would hope that she would be as good of a teacher as Shaye had been to her during her stay in Abaven. Like with everything else she was carefully planning out her lessons which took a little time to do, but soon she would be ready. They were at the border of the woods gently digging up plants and filling saddlebags with supplies. They were a bit far away to actually hear the commotion clearly, but the smell of the blood seemed to waft in their direction. Boris had been closer to the caverns and gave a squeal to catch Actaea's attention. Her molten gaze looked to the boar as he sniffed the air and she moved to be beside him, also taking a deep inhale of air.

It was faint, but she could smell blood and decided it was worth checking out. Moving forward, Boris fallowed close behind with Lorenzo clinging to his back. When they grew closer the scents of the two wolves and the snow leopard became clear and the fact she recognized both wolf scents made her brows furrow together and her pace quicken. Just inside the cave was the bright white pelt of her uncle's newly announced mate and close by was a much darker form. It wasn't until she grew closer, to get the very details of his face and to see the bloody mess that he was before she fully recognized him. It had been a while, a few seasons, since she had seen him and the last time he had chased her away. This time he was injured and Heloise? Her molten gaze looked to the women as she stopped at her side, looking for visible wounds on her pregnant aunt (Calling her this was still something she needed to get used to).

Externally she looked fine and Actaea turned her attention to her brother and the boar stood to the side to let her get the supplies from the packs that she needed. Leaning over to the boar she opened the bag and dug through it for the large mass of cotton she had collected.

"Hold still Dom" a gentle yet stern command to her larger brother.

Gently grasping some in her teeth she approached her brother and attempted to dab off the blood so she could get a clear picture of how deep the wounds were on his shoulder.

Tending to Dom's wounds: 1/3

"Speech" & 'Thought'

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