Right from the frying pan
Beau
07-25-2022, 02:39 PM
(This post was last modified: 07-26-2022, 01:35 AM by Gavroche. Edited 1 time in total.)
Bellamy had asked Gavroche to stay at the den but with all the yelps going on the winged man had managed to shake himself from his slumber and stumble out of the den with his bag. Running with the herb bag wasn’t an easy task, especially with it haphazardly over his neck. He kept bumping into it, stumbling, so it took him longer than he wanted to get to the scene where his mate, daughter, and a stranger marked with rainbows were waiting. He had seen wolves with odd bases or the odd marking here and there… but… rainbows? How peculiar that was… It… was a lot to take in at a glance. The stranger seemed to be guarding Luce from… Bellamy? Great Celeste have mercy what happened now? He moved to Bells’ side and gently nosed at her, hoping for a response. “Love?” Gavroche asked her gently. He could hear Lucette though, her voice raising with emotion. He glanced in the direction of the yearlings, his ears lowered. “Trauma doesn’t work that way, Lucy.” His own voice was kept calm. ”...and if it was a simple as giving your mother herbs to treat it, I would have done so already. As a healer in training you need to know that not all wounds can be treated…” The winged male dropped his bag and opened it. “...sometimes all you can do is treat some of the base symptoms… but it never really goes away..” He dug out the herbs onto the flap and picked up a small, red flower and took it into his mouth before trying to offer it to Bellamy. She didn’t seem response as a whole, but he hoped by nosing the flowers at the edge of her lips she might take them. He wasn’t sure what else to do except treat the anxiety that anxiety that typically came with these epsiodes… and Gavroche hated that. He hated that he couldn’t help his mate… she didn’t deserve this. Gods she didn’t deserve this… |
As his mate and alpha, Bellamy is allowed in any of Gavroche's threads regardless of how they are marked.
