action, meet consequence

Tenshi is in the middle of teaching some of the others how to brew tea correctly. Though the method is similar to mead, there was a difference and she promised them that it would make their concoctions taste leagues better. As she is describing the proper water temperature and what bundles of herbs pair best, her attention is drawn toward the dog. The look on Vidarr's companion's face as he barks at Tenshi has her concerned. "Jäklar," she rumbles under her breath before excusing herself from the group and taking off at a loping pace with the dog.

Minutes pass as she slides through the slick sleet that covers the pathways until she is bursting through the doorway of their den. Slightly out of breath, her gaze instantly finds Vidarr laid up beside their table with a candle already lit. Her eyes rove over his hulking frame until she sees the open wound on his leg. She turns narrowed eyes toward Vidarr's face as her lips purse and ears fall backward. "Vem tjatade du på nu?" It only takes another second for her serious expression to turn into a loving smile and a gentle shake of her head. Tsking softly under her breath, Tenshi retrieves the kit she has stashed in their belongings and brings it over to him.

"At least it is clean," Tenshi comments as she pulls out a small pouch. From the pouch, she pulls out a combination of witch hazel and yarrow that has been dried, mashed up, and bundled together. Popping the bundle into her mouth, she chews it quickly, ensuring all of it is fully wetted before nonchalantly spitting it out onto his bleeding flank. Pressing the chewed-up herbs into his wounds, she holds the pressure there until the bleeding stops. Looking at Vidarr, she smiles again, but with a bit more mischief this time. "You know I have to stitch this, right?" The twinkle in her eye gives away that she is looking forward to doling out a little pain herself.

"Speech"