ow

The pinched tone, coupled with the way he moved (and then didn't move), drove concern across the tenderhearted creature's face. With careful steps, Halo cut through the reeds around the banks of the river. The water that stretched between them was shallow, something Halo could cross easily even with her small size. No fear of the water, no fear of the stranger, but any hesitation that managed to peek through the healer's gaze would come purely from social anxiety. This was the man that had caused the splashing sound, though he hadn't fallen in.

"Are you alright?" Her tone is gentle, words soft, eyes visibly wide as she peers carefully at him. "I'm a healer, I'd be happy to take a look if you'd like," Halo does her best to prevent any wayward trembling in her voice. Strangers... she's not so good at strangers. Still, the tenderhearted creature wouldn't cross to his side of the river unless told it was alright. That's the thing about wounded animals-- you never know how they'll react. Concerned as she is, Halo doesn't want to get her ass kicked for being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Halo"