You've Gotta Be Kitten Me
Malalia
06-04-2020, 12:25 PM
"That's.... true," she admitted, ears planning sheepishly. She'd been putting it off, what with her patrols and her fighting practice, but there was really no reason she shouldn't have a bag of some sort by now. She'd have to pick up on her healing training again. "I'll make sure to ask for one once we get back."
It the meantime, the wristlet would have to do. Mal nipped up one of the skins, wetting it with clean water before hobbling over to the ashen woman, wincing with each limp. Gently, but thoroughly cleaning the wounds in Resin's shoulder.
She started preparing a salve on the smooth side of another skin. "Just our luck to run into a lioness," she muttered, half to herself. First that bear creature, and now this? She'd gotten lucky with the former, barely coming away with any scrapes. Her thigh was growing more painful by the minute as the adrenaline wore off. Helping Resin carry that carcass was going to be a drag...
She moved to smear the salve, sticky with honey, over the torn flesh of her shoulder. "Have you ever fought one before?"