Tending The Wounded

*Alsander* · 10-30-2013, 01:23 PM

Alsander

Alsander moved as quickly as the throbbing pain in his leg would allow. Obsidian would be guarding the healers from the shadows. But he would be needed as well, and treatment was needed for his leg and thigh. A warrior had gone ahead of him, her leg broken, but he had lingered on the edges, in case he was needed to go in again, until the pain in his wounds forced him to retreat fully.

The scents of three Tortugan females mingled among Erani and Rayne?s scents, and he passed Rayne as she headed for the Battle. He frowned after her, before limping to find Erani. ?Aunt.? He was acknowledged by a quick nod toward the den, and ducked his head before taking the ravine path into the sheltered area. Up the three natural stairs and into the cave with it?s wide open main area, and many alcoves branching off into the hill the den was set into.

His eyes found the three Tortugan healers, and albino, a massive brown one who looked to be entering the last stages of blindness, and a red female who had a slippery feel of insincerity in the way she moved. ?Ladies.? The greeting was formal, respectful, head lowering in a light bow, before he made his way to a spot out of the way of the activity, lowering his head to groom the blood from his leg. His wounds could wait until the black female had been tended.

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