Odd one, I wish I was you

*Cael* · 07-28-2013, 10:16 PM

Cael Amestades

The metallic smell of blood caught the attention of the bone-colored brute. It seemed to come out of nowhere, jarring him out of the peaceful contentment he had settled himself into. He blinked with surprise and whipped his head toward the spell, his two-toned gaze finding the bloody form of a reddish fea. His ears stood alert and he quickly got to his paws and rushed over to her. "Come over here," he said calmly, leading the fea over to the pool of water. He immediately went into his duty as a healer, not taking no for an answer. She was injured and he needed to care for her, simple as that.

He motioned for her to lay down next to the pool as his mind raced, pulling up the memories of the herbs he would need. He rushed over to a nearby willow tree, carefully taking off a segment of its leaves and bringing them back to the fea. "Chew on a few of these, they'll help with the pain." He lifted his head to smell the air, searching for the herbs he would need for the gashes on her side. They were some fairly nasty gashes so he hoped he would find what he needed. The lessons that his mother had taught him came back to him with a little thinking and when the sent of marigold touched his nose he sighed with relief. He ran toward the smell, finding a patch of them nearby. He carefully picked several of the flowers, giving a silent thank you to the earth for its gift, before turning to go back to his patient. Before he took off, he happened to glance to the side, spotting a flash of purple flowers. Lavender! He couldn't believe his luck. He trotted over to them and picked several of these as well before running full speed back to the red-hued fea.

He took his place at her side and began the process of gently cleaning the wound. He scooped up mouthfuls of the cool water and let it slowly pour out of his mouth to wash over the slashes on her side, having the water rinse away the worst of the blood before gently lapping at the wounds to finish the job. He knew licking at the raw flesh would hurt her so he tried to do that as little as possible. Once he was satisfied with his work he quickly took his finds into his paws, pulling off the flowers with his teeth and chewing them into a paste, careful not to swallow any of the precious herbs. Cael then set to work pressing the paste into the wound with his tongue as carefully as he could, not wanting to hurt the fea any more than she already was.

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