Redefine it quickly

É R E B O S .


he expected him already, after treating enyo who had just left. he was already informed and thankfully so, otherwise medusa's son wouldn't have been met with the same hospitality. hearing a growl just outside his den and the strong scent of tangy blood, Érebos ventured out to see the staggering mortem. worn down by battle, Érebos moved quickly with a harsh gaze and pinched brows. "Lay down. stop moving." he sighed, assessing their body with skilled ease. "You younger wolves know no discipline. Fight one night to never rise again for another. foolish this was, from both you and enyo." he scolded him as he done her, angry as he looked over the brute's body. blood was everywhere, so bad he couldn't even identify where it was coming from. "stay."

he quickly trotted back to his den, grabbing supplies and the tin can jug of clean water with his mouth. his satchel of herbs chunked over his back as he hurried back.it was clear to see that their breathing was labored. "Take deep breathes for me. You need to calm down, your body is in shock & you're losing lots of blood." he sat down his equipment, muttering under his breath with frustration. he didn't want anything to get out of hand with the mortem and dunamis clans. hopefully these two knew what they were doing. seating himself, Érebos began his work had red allowed him to, coming to pour an even amount of cold water onto the male's upper body first. it would whisk away blood and help him see what needed to be stitched. "You okay with needles, tough guy?" his voice lightened, teasing the male some as he began to look for his needles and alcohol.

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