not maybe, definitely

Venom was a sad sight as he came upon her. The once haughty alphess could barely lift her head when he approached, listening to the weak gasps of her breathing while she struggled to speak without air in her lungs. Maverick hoped that she'd just had the wind knocked from her and hadn't actually punctured something in her chest, or else she was already dead. Venom promised him no biting and Mav gave her a wry smirk. "What a shame," he remarked with a chuckle, trying to lighten the dour mood while he came up to the downed Empress' side to look her over. He couldn't see any external injuries of any kind, but when he saw Venom try to rise to her paws and fail to put any weight on her hind leg he knew where the injury lay. "Whoa, hey! Take it easy. That was a nasty fall you took."

Moving to place two large paws on either of Venom's sides, he applied a gentle and careful pressure to urge her back to the ground in a sitting position, making sure nothing he was touching was causing her pain. If he found any tender points that brought a grimace or yelp, he would readjust his paws, giving literally no fucks about laying a paw upon the Empress. Once he was sure she had no injuries and wasn't about to immediately expire as far as he could tell, he moved to position himself in front of her, using his paws to help hold Venom up in case her dizziness sent her toppling over again. It wasn't that he cared so much, but now that he'd checked on her, he was responsible for her condition, and the gods as his witnesses he would not fail a self-ascribed mission. His only goal now was to keep Venom alive.

With virtually no knowledge of healing at all, Maverick resorted to the only form of medication he knew anything about: weed. Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a pawful of pointed green leaves, rolling them up into a ball and holding it up to Venom's muzzle. "Open up, princess. This'll help with the pain." Whether Venom took the drugs or not, Maverick knew he would have to get her out of this ravine. With night now upon them, the lands were getting colder, and she ran the risk of freezing if he left her out here. The dire brute shifted to press his larger form closer to Venom's side, being mindful and careful of her injured hip while he slid his head underneath her chest to shift her about, trying to position her comfortably where she was lying across his back. "Okay, c'mon. We're getting you out of here. Hold on tight. If you fall off, it's gonna hurt like a bitch," he instructed her, waiting for Venom to either grab a hold of him, or if she decided to put up a fuss, he'd just have to hoist her up on his back anyway. Sure, that might be more of an abduction than assistance, but with Maverick the lines were always blurred. Then he just had to decide where to take her... try to make it back to Ashen in the dark, or abscond with her to a safe place for the night and return her in the morning.

"Maverick"