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Boot camp for battle medics



Kitsune

Loner

Master Fighter (250)

Master Healer (250)

age
4 Years
gender
Female
gems
212
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
245
player
Glacier

Samhain 2022Statue 4 WorshipThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
10-10-2021, 01:59 AM
Kitsune didn't understand why there was so much drama She was just here to learn, and she felt like she was missing some important context on what was going on here. She eyed them curiously, if also subtle. A Princess did not stare, after all. Curious at the dramas going on in her neighbors lives. Kitsune had yet to train with the Warlord, and nor had other members of the Armada trained her. She was pretty sure it wasn’t her specifically the small wolf was objecting to.

“Lady Fatalis,” Kitsune said quietly. “If you have something to say against myself, or my family, please be forthcoming” she said with quiet patience. She would protect her family name if required, but she also would not start anything unnecessarily. “Otherwise, I would be happy to swap knowledge with you one day” she suggested. A chance for them both to learn of each other. With that warning and white flag delivered, she stepped forward when another Fatalis wolf did. Sedna urged them forward to survey the Dik Dik. This platform of a lesson was very unfamiliar to her, but she did not let her distaste show. She had however had a wolf bleeding out in front of her. One of which had died (by her paws, but best not to dwell on that) and another had a habit of finding himself injured around her. So she wasn’t wholly unprepared for what she was seeing here.

Her knowledge was not much needed however as the larger of the Fatalis children stepped forward and began to take command. The Princess felt a tick start in her jaw at that. She should have taken the first initiative. She should have ignored the drama and turned her attention to the patient, where she was needed. Alas, she could not fix what was done, only make the most of what she had. She stepped forward “Too many paws will leave me underfoot, Lady Fatalis, I shall prepare some pain meds and a means to clean the wound while you pack and bind. Do you agree with this?” the question was more out of politeness than anything else, she had already begun. “If you wish, I could have your hand mixing herbs” she suggested to Aris who needed something to do.


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