i'll be back again
08-11-2021, 05:17 PM
The evening was quiet, she could just barely hear the surf crashing against the land. Her home always smelled fresh and of the ocean. She didn’t have to ask for anything, she was always provided for be it from Chimera or Dalila. Siren was dependent on them for everything. Food, shelter, protection, and love. Those were the most difficult emotions to untangle. She never got around to bringing up the kiss Chimera gave her in parting. Though it remained heavily on her mind even as she stood here now.
It was uncanny the way her thoughts could conjure reality. Siren jumped at the pained sound of Chimera’s voice and even before she could think Siren had grabbed a satchel with herbs prepared and raced from the den she shared with Dalila. Delicate paws carried her over the sand, leaving a trail of small paw prints as her dual toned gaze fell on her brother’s crumpled form. She was thankful she kept powerful healing herbs in this bag. He wasn’t even standing when she got to him. He looked like a wreck, broken and barely returned home.
Siren rushed to his side, careful not to touch him quite yet as she threw open her bag and began to ready the herbs he would need just to manage the pain. "I’m here,” she said softly as she glanced over as she put the finishing touches in her concoction. Siren offered the mixed herbs and a skin of fresh water for him to wash them down. "What happened, where is it the worst?” She looked closer and could see by now the way his ribs weren’t quite right and neither was his breathing.
"Speech"
It was uncanny the way her thoughts could conjure reality. Siren jumped at the pained sound of Chimera’s voice and even before she could think Siren had grabbed a satchel with herbs prepared and raced from the den she shared with Dalila. Delicate paws carried her over the sand, leaving a trail of small paw prints as her dual toned gaze fell on her brother’s crumpled form. She was thankful she kept powerful healing herbs in this bag. He wasn’t even standing when she got to him. He looked like a wreck, broken and barely returned home.
Siren rushed to his side, careful not to touch him quite yet as she threw open her bag and began to ready the herbs he would need just to manage the pain. "I’m here,” she said softly as she glanced over as she put the finishing touches in her concoction. Siren offered the mixed herbs and a skin of fresh water for him to wash them down. "What happened, where is it the worst?” She looked closer and could see by now the way his ribs weren’t quite right and neither was his breathing.