Patching Up

*Resin* · 04-12-2021, 04:31 PM

The girl was excited to receive the herbs and Resin was pleased that she'd brought a smile to her daughters face. Gwynevere sat the herbs aside and stared at her mother's wounds. It seemed that she wanted to deal with them herself. Resin had no qualms with letting her do as she wished, so when the girl motioned to one of the mounded fur pallets, the one-eyed fae made her way to the closest one and settled down upon it.

Resin watched as Gwyn went through her process. She collected her things and came back to the wounded woman's side. Resin kept calm, uttering not a sound as her reopened wounds were tended to. The little medic in the making was gentle yet thorough. Just by this simple interaction, it was evident that Gwynevere Carpathius would be an accomplished herbalist and healer.

Gwyn asked about the events that brought about the reopened wounds. "Hyenas on the plains. Artorias and I dispatched them. No need to worry." There was an uncommon softness on the fae's face as she continued to watch Gwyn at her craft. She was proud of the girl for taking this space and making it her own. She was proud of her for choosing a path that was beneficial to the pack.

"Speech"

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