Boot camp for battle medics

Gossamer spent the week following the pirate's attack curled up in her den. Her ears still burned with embarrassment. She saw herself as a fierce and mighty warrior but it was hard to feel fierce or mighty after a series of defeats. First that annoying Habari boy knocking her out in the first round of yet another tournament and then losing at the paws of an old, drunk pirate. She was starting to wonder if she was the defective child. Wolves might look at Ophelia and scoff but at least Ophelia could win a fight.

Ásta was busying about in the corner of the den, shaping clay for later firing. The fox had assisted swiftly with her wounds, aiding her mother in tending to her. For the first several days she'd been left blind, with bandages wrapped around her face where the pirate's fangs had torn two neat lines across her face. One above her eyes, the other below. At least now the wounds had scarred over and only weeped on occasion when her emotions triggered her facial expressions to pull harshly at the injury.

Gossamer had been about to drift asleep when she heard a call ring out. A lesson for healers? Her head shot up. It was true she was focusing on fighting, ranked as a warrior but lately she wasn't feeling much like a warrior. She felt like a failure. Maybe it would be best to start exploring other options more seriously. Just in case.

Gossamer caught the scent of blood before she even arrived at the gathering. She slowed a bit as she saw the figures of Sedna, Lia, Aris and Ophelia up ahead. With the sting of embarrassment still burning hot in her chest she crept into the meeting, eyeing the prey animal with its broken limbs, her ears perking up. She'd battled many coyotes as a budding warrior and Ásta had used them after the battles to instruct in anatomy and the treatment of various wounds, often the result of Gossamer's attacks. It had been a long while since she'd tried to do anything with broken bones.

She resisted the urge to wince at Aris' comments which she'd just caught as she walked up. She didn't want to be pitted against any of the senior healers and with the recent blow to her confidence was wondering if she really should be teaching anyone. She offered a slight grin to Aris. "Hey easy there, better late than never right? Besides, I clearly need to spend more of my time on fighting as soon as this heals up more." She crossed her eyes for a moment making a dopey face then wincing as the motion pulled at the cuts.