Do you know where the wild things go?
07-31-2013, 03:10 PM
Alena listened carefully to Tiresias as he explained what herbs he had used on her wounds and what they were used for. It was reminiscent of the days when her mother would sit down with her and her siblings and attempt to teach them the basics of healing. The only difference was that the pale fea actually tried to pay attention and learn this time. She turned her head to sniff at the herbs on her wound, hoping to maybe pick up their scent so she would at least know what they smell like. She turned her violet gaze back to him, immediately coming up with questions for him. "What's the best way to clean a wound? And how do you make the herbs into a paste like that?" Alena really was clueless when it came to healing. She knew many ways of taking a life away, but very little about saving them. She pondered over what she could teach him in return, but it was hard to pick out something about fighting and defence to tell him since she had never seen him fight and didn't know what he needed to improve on or what he already knew. She decided to just start with the very basics and go from there. "Some of the first things you should do when you're defending yourself is make it as hard to hit anything vital as possible. Shoulders, flanks, even your back can take many more hits than say your stomach, throat and eyes. So what I like to do is get low to the ground, slit my eyes, and tuck my chin close to my neck. On top of that, when you're low to the ground your legs are already poised to jump out of the way if they charge at you." "Speech." |