Don't ask why

Ollie nodded as he agreed with Citadel's assessment. The girl would no doubt have bruising. He bent down and carefully assessed her limbs, and very gently pried her eyelids open for a look at her pupils. The dark red pupil was wide and didn't respond to the light suddenly entering it. Hm. Not great but it seemed like she hadn't broken any limbs. Though they might be sprained.

At Citidels question Oleander looked back and glanced at the bloody paw slightly held aloft. "We'll have to move her very carefully. She might be small enough that I could use a bag to carry her or we can build a litter for her." He quickly waved a paw at Jace who ran off to grab the thin leather and bring it back.

"Can't do much more until she's in the infirmary other than keep her warm." He said waiting for Jace to travel back. "Are you okay? Did you slip too?" He asked concerned, other than the paw held aloft he seemed no worse for wear... sort of? He smelled a bit like the battlefield and the strangers typically found there, did he have any injuries from testing his mettle out there?


"Speech!"