She'll come- these types always do
09-21-2013, 02:01 AM
She would nod slowly at the dame introduction and words, a warm smile on her jaws, as she moved forward, setting the herbs on the ground, she would examine the wounds carefully. The thought prickled at her, prodding her mind. What had happened to her pack-mate? Gently using her tongue to clean the wound, the strokes light, and removing the blood from the wound, she paused in her work and spoke. "What happened Renesme? Were you attacked?" Pulling away to look at the dame, she began chewing on the herbs, working the bitter herb into a poultice, that would prevent infection. Taking care not to swallow any of the herb she worked quickly and quietly, while waiting for an answer, already wondering how she should report the wound to Isardis. If the dame was attacked, there was a problem, either way their king needed to know of all wounded. Speech... |
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