Do you believe in Ice or Fire

“My mumma is very fastidious in her tutoring. Take a slow breath in, you’re okay." she promised him. She was going for that ‘I know what i’m doing’ kind of bossy, putting on a persona, taking on a person from one of her stories. Hoping that if she did that, then maybe she’ll be able to figure this out, and pull him through this.

He had very cute eyes, and wonderful icy antlers, she really didn’t want him to die. One wolf was enough to haunt her dreams, thank you.

She drew herself up a little at his final question. “Kitsune Tachi Oritsu Abraxas of the Ashen Empire.” She said, puffing out her chest just a little and holding a ram-rod straight back. Just like she was taught, just like her sister managed as easy as breathing. Before a hint of a smile broke through. She hoped she was distracting him enough from his worry and pain. “Or Kit, to my friends.” she said, deflating, and placing a paw gently over his. Looking up into his eyes, offering a fleeting smile, and… yanking out the driftwood while he was distracted.

Oh my! Oh! But that was a lot of blood! Even with the tourniquet to slow the bleeding, and the moss she had packed around the wood while she was talking to help slow the bleeding, and to be in place to push over the wound - which she did so now. She had heard Dalila approaching, and she quickly gave the other wolf room to do whatever she was going to with the salt water. Holding out the bandage, ready to wrap it in place the moment Dalila was out of the way again.

"Speech"