Hunting Pains
10-07-2020, 10:19 PM
Naiche was concerned actually, he was terrified and but he wouldn’t show it, at least for the state Asla was in, she shouldn’t see it. He kept his voice neutral, his actions were carefully made and she was unlikely to see his tense muscles or how his jaw was clamped, forcing himself to remain calm. When had Asla ever shown him a weak side of herself where she would want her father? Naiche would have curled up to her right then but she pointed out the bleeding needed to be stopped. With what? Naiche looked about struggling to imagine what would work. Leaves could be pressed against it but wouldn’t likely do much good, just quickly get soaked over. Naiche got up, finding a thick piece of bark that was on the ground. Who knew, maybe Pan had torn it open at some point. He was putting a bunch of leaves onto it when the most welcome of sights showed up. Sirius and the other wolf with a bag for hopefully healing supplies. The young wolf felt his own body wanting to shake in relief, but Naiche just tightened his muscles to keep the stress inside, dropping the materials he had been trying to collect and going where directed. “Alright Asla, your dad’s here.” She knew that already, his presence and his words, but the desire to comfort her was still strong, especially as he had to cause her pain. He pressed his paws gently next to her leg, looking up to Bas to make sure he was going to press on it only when the wolf was ready so the extra pain would be short-lived. Sirius had asked for a report, ok demanded a report. “We were hunting boar. While doing so a giant one surprised us.” His voice started to take on a thick town, narrowing his eyes he swallowed and forced a calmer tone once more for Asla, “It was charging at me and Asla jumped in. She didn’t hesitate, right at its face. She blinded it but it threw her. I’ll kill it later.” Later was clearly when this was dealt with. His eyes watched Bas, and would push to straighten the moment he gave a signal. Speech:"Live to fight" Think
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