If My Nose Was Runnin' Money, Honey, I'd Blow it all on you [Healers Needed]
04-09-2023, 10:33 AM
It hadn't gotten any less terrifying to hear the call go up for healers, now technically he wasn't one yet, though his father knew well enough by now that that was the path he wanted to pursue, so it wouldn't be a problem to answer the call right? Surely he wouldn't be the only healer there, he knew how to stay out from under paw and if they needed help he would be more than happy to offer his aid. He'd decided he wanted to take up residence in the cavern he'd found with the little water stream, he'd realized there was a slight slope that helped to drain the water through another crack in the wall, meaning the little pool of water wouldn't stagnate, fresh water was always a good thing to have on hand when you needed to clean wounds. Luckily he was becoming a little bit faster and more sure of what he needed to grab.
So it was that he arrived at the border, Riya was carrying with her a stone bowl of water and Crux's bundle of supplies had expanded from the more commonly used herbs, Dandelions, Agrimony and Yarrow, to include Lady's Slipper to help ease the pain of treatment, and a few scavenged rags he'd made a point to thoroughly wash, and softened leather strips that could be used to bandage some wounds. All of this he carried in a bigger leather bundle. He faltered slightly when he arrived and realized he was the first healer to show, but he swallowed the lump forming in his throat, he would do what he could before someone else could arrive. He gently placed his bundle down and gave each of the women a polite nod, one was his older sister though they hadn't had much chance to speak, and a wolf carrying a scent that spoke of a different pack but the closeness the two women showed told him this was not a case of attacked and attacker. So he would almost immediately get to work. "I'm Crux Fatalis," he started mostly for the unknown woman's benefit, "I'm uh, learning how to be a healer, but if it's okay by you I can start treating you until someone with more knowledge arrives." As he spoke he was giving both women a careful look, blood, and a decent amount of it and they seemed tired but both were still visibly lucid, so he wouldn't touch them until he was given express permission or one of them became to incapacitated to advocate for themselves.
"Speech!"
Art & Code © Skelle 2022
So it was that he arrived at the border, Riya was carrying with her a stone bowl of water and Crux's bundle of supplies had expanded from the more commonly used herbs, Dandelions, Agrimony and Yarrow, to include Lady's Slipper to help ease the pain of treatment, and a few scavenged rags he'd made a point to thoroughly wash, and softened leather strips that could be used to bandage some wounds. All of this he carried in a bigger leather bundle. He faltered slightly when he arrived and realized he was the first healer to show, but he swallowed the lump forming in his throat, he would do what he could before someone else could arrive. He gently placed his bundle down and gave each of the women a polite nod, one was his older sister though they hadn't had much chance to speak, and a wolf carrying a scent that spoke of a different pack but the closeness the two women showed told him this was not a case of attacked and attacker. So he would almost immediately get to work. "I'm Crux Fatalis," he started mostly for the unknown woman's benefit, "I'm uh, learning how to be a healer, but if it's okay by you I can start treating you until someone with more knowledge arrives." As he spoke he was giving both women a careful look, blood, and a decent amount of it and they seemed tired but both were still visibly lucid, so he wouldn't touch them until he was given express permission or one of them became to incapacitated to advocate for themselves.
Art & Code © Skelle 2022
Updated 04/30/23: Still on indefinite scarcity, please do not remind me of threads I am behind on right now.
Crux has a 6 inch long burn scar on his throat, most of his art does not reflect this.
Crux has a 6 inch long burn scar on his throat, most of his art does not reflect this.