That's Gonna Leave a Mark

Sitri glanced up from Dusk as a pair of women rushed into the infirmary, one covered in various shades of gray with simple markings and the other in all shades of tans with some turquoise mixed in. The tan lady that had a set of antlers that was like a pale version of the antlers Dusk had immediately began to question him and what happened, but luckily Art answered so he wouldn't have to. He nodded to confirm what had been said and watched with a furrowed brow as the first woman who obviously was the healer here moved Art and who he assumed was Dusk's mother aside so she could get to work. Only moments after the healer asked how long she had been unconscious for and Artorias mentioned how she'd been out since she arrived, Dusk began to stir and his ears perked, all of his attention returning to the dark, bloodied girl in front of him.

As soon as she spoke, declaring that she had killed them all, he was able to let out a slow sigh of relief, a little grin pulling at his lips. Good, at least he had gotten her here in time. That's all he had really cared about. Sure, she was in rough shape, but surely she'd heal up just fine now. They had some really sophisticated looking stuff here for healing after all. Before he could say anything else Dusk's fire-hued eyes suddenly looked up at him again, saying his name. He blinked with surprise and leaned down toward her a bit so she wouldn't have to try so hard to speak to him. She questioned him about Whisper, the weapon that she wore in her tail that she had shown him the first time they met on the cliffs. Recognition lit up his face and he glanced down toward her tail, looking over at Art and Briar for confirmation that it was gone. Gods, he had been in such a frantic rush to get her back here that it never even crossed his mind. "I'll go get it for you, I promise," he vowed before he hopped up and rushed out of the room, trotting out of the castle and back toward the woods where he found her. Now that she was with her family and he knew that she was going to get the care she needed he didn't have to worry about her wellbeing and nothing was stopping him from going to look for her weapon right that very second. The sooner he had his paws on her prized possession the better he would feel.

"Sitri Klein-Destruction"