out of season

"Oh no, not an angry deer," Theory turned, chuckling a bit until she saw the severity of Beat's wound. "Oh! That's a very angry deer indeed," she finished with a slight frown. Lyric approached from the side and Theory dipped her head in acknowledgement. "Yes! No time better to learn than the present, no better way to learn than doing!" She settled in to examine Beat's wound. While she wouldn't consider herself an expert, her father had taught her what rudimentary knowledge he had and Samara had also helped along the way. Most of the rest she'd put together by herself, and with plenty of trial and error. There had been plenty of days she'd dealt with an upset stomach while testing out different concoctions. "Let me take a look... it's not quite superficial. It actually looks like he may have prodded some muscle tissue there. Is it sore around the rest of the area as well?" Luckily she already had the peat nearby to sop up the blood, but she'd need to get a better idea of his situation to further diagnose. "Lyric, you see here how it has penetrated deeper than just the skin? Does it look like any major muscles or veins have been hit?" Theory didn't see any grave danger, but it would be a good test for the novice healer to give his input.