Hunting Pains
10-07-2020, 10:05 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-07-2020, 10:07 PM by Basilisk II.)
Basilisk had begun the bones of his own garden. Just something small, modest, near Asla’s den. A few basic things to help him progress his learning, and her comfort. He was setting rich soil in place when a howl sprang loose. He recognised the caller as a wolf he had sparred with in the past. His head sprang upwards as he realised the meaning behind the call. He grabbed the pack Io had lent him in his teeth. Suddenly grateful for its presence and vowing to never let it out of his sight. Carrying it in his maw was faster then slinging it over his shoulder. As he ran, the thundering steps of the giant Warlord caught his attention. He angled his direction, assuming Sirius knew more than he did, and followed the alpha to Asla’s location. Sirius bet him to her, if only just. Placing himself against her, and sticking his face in the way of her wound. He gently moved the Warlord out of the way, and received a snarl for his efforts. He paused a moment, not budging or backing down. Going against every grain of his training as he stood down the warlord. Past his lips he managed to utter the world. “Healer.” and keep it from being a growl. It was enough, Sirius gave him room to move. “I need to set the bone” this was already well out of his area of expertise. The bone had broken the skin in its snapping, and it was a nasty wound. His Mistress was going to feel this for a long time coming. Grabbing a stick used for mixing herbs from his pack, he placed it beside her leg. It would become a makeshift splint. He had cloths, used for bathing, but they were fresh and clean. They would not give her an infection. “Sir Naiche, help me straighten her leg, Sir Warlord, you may need to hold her down.” He could only hope the wolves would do the bidding of a slave, the world had to be upside down on a day like today. “Bite down on this, Mistress” His voice as gentle as he laced a cloth with wintergreen and placed it before her lips. It would double as pain relief, and keep her from biting her tongue. As he waited to see what the three wolves would do with his instructions, he grabbed a paste of yarrow. |
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