be the lightning in me
05-28-2021, 05:55 PM
Em was relieved to see that her efforts had managed to keep Indigo distracted through most of the surgeon’s work, and he hadn’t blacked out or given into shock. Good, the worst was over. He wasn’t out of the woods yet though. They needed to get him back to his pack, get him something to eat to regenerate the blood he’d lost, and rest for his body to heal. She had already mentally vowed that she would stay with Indigo and watch over him until he had fully recovered, even if it meant staying in one spot for a long time. If one of the hunters managed to track her to the pack, she wouldn’t ask anyone to stand up for her. She would surrender herself quietly. No one else would die for her.
The healer passed her a salve made of honey and some unidentifiable herbs. While skeptical, she had shown no signs of malice, so Emersyn took a leap of faith and chewed the sticky mush, tasting only the sweet honey and the leaf it had all been wrapped in. She swallowed it down, sitting as she had been instructed to do so while she watched the tiny fae begin to construct a travois from nearby raw materials. She was awed by the healer’s depth of knowledge and handiness.
As seconds slipped by, Em began to notice an alertness rising in her, her brain sharpening and focusing and the fatigue melting from her muscles like ice from a hot rock. By the time the healer had finished her work, Emersyn felt more like herself, even the pain in her bleeding paw numbed. She rose to her feet and stepped to the opposite end of Indigo, nodding back to the healer and ever so carefully lifting the dire wolf enough to slide him onto the makeshift drag. He was heavy, but they managed.
While the healer made sure Indigo was comfortable, Emersyn took her place at the head of the travois. She waited until she was secured to the sling and then looked back to the eccentric, if not somewhat crazed woman, and gave a curt nod. ”Let’s.” With Indigo navigating them, Emersyn began the slow yet steady process of hauling the injured wolf back to his home. It took a good bit of effort from the smaller fae, but her muscles were reinvigorated from whatever this witch doctor of a wolf had put in that paste, and the former pit fighter found her pace soon after getting started.
”Thank you,” said Em to the little healer after a few moments of silence, still unsure who she was or where she had come from, but not one to look a gift horse in the mouth. Emersyn was not very talkative on a good day, and today as definitely not a good day. She just wanted to get Indigo home and maybe find somewhere to collapse and either sleep or die, whichever came first.
