It's Just a flesh wound!

*Naiche* · 10-16-2020, 09:35 PM

Naiche watched them work at the medicine, pretty much clueless about everything they were doing. Naiche put more interest into her reasonings with the possum than the medicine, therefore. “I imagine that all makes sense.” Really it did. Apparently a lot of use to a possum, especially for a medic. Naiche still didn’t feel any desire to have one living with him. At least this one was being useful.

Naiche scrunched up his nose, not caring for the way the different things mixed together in a concoction for its own sort of smell. “I believe that, I don’t even care for the smell of it,” he responded on hearing it tasted bad.

At her mention of laying down, he gave the possum walking over another assessing gaze but lay down, the weight first going to his rump end, and then the good front leg before more delicately finding the most comfortable position for the injured shoulder, finally leaving the paw stretched out in front. “I can handle a little sting.”

Naiche was getting unhappy with Sedna moving to get on top of him, and it showed in his hackles starting to rise and muscle tensing. When an elbow went across his back the gold wolfs ears went flat against his skull, “What are you doing? Get off.” She was a packmate and medic, he shouldn’t bite anyone and he wasn’t but damn straight he wanted to bite something. A proud warrior in the armada didn’t need to be laid on.

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