Playing the Victim

Really? Loccian found herself once again leaving the lands of Seracia, this time it was not for herbs. Since joining Seracia she told herself that she would not venture out in the unclaimed lands, that she would stay within the land of the pack she joined. The only time she would leave is if she needed to collect herbs that didn't grow there, and here she was. At first she did not realize where her paws were leading her, just was off in her own world and when she came out of it she noticed that the lands had changed. A sigh came from her as she stood on a small hill, tail hanging behind her and ears forward, grey eyes looking down at the lake below. She had heard about this place, the rocks in the lake confirming the place. It was shaped in the shape of a paw, that's why it was given the name Wolfpaw Lake.

She swung her head to the right, ears swiveling around, listening for any animals nearby. After listening for a few moments she heard nothing and so turned back forward and moved on. Paws moved carefully over the rocky hill, gritting her teeth whenever she would lose her footing and would slide some. Once at the bottom she took a deep breath, but suddenly froze as the wind brought the scent of a wolf. Not any wolf, a male she had met who knows how long ago. All she knew was that it had been awhile, before she joined Seracia. Bronze... His name left her lips without her even realizing it, and after a moment of it to sink in she quickly shook her head as thoughts flooded her head. So he was still here, roaming around. She knew he was still here because it was still decently strong but... she sniffed again. Was that the faint scent of blood?

Even though it seemed like he didn't enjoy her company the last time they met, Loccian found herself becoming worried for the male. Hoping he was alright. At first she didn't really understand why she was worried, that was the first time they had met. Maybe it was just her as a healer that was worried. Whatever it was she wasn't going to think about it, her paws moved over the earth quickly, nose sniffing the air and grey eyes scanning the plants around her. She was going to look for some herbs for the male, hopefully when she found him he would let her treat his wounds and that they wouldn't be too bad.

After gathering what she thought she would need, the shewolf wrapped the herbs in leaves so it would be easier to carry them, heading off towards the lake where the male's scent was going. Since she was a healer she had grown use to the herbs smell and would be able to pick Bronze's scent out easier than other wolves. Paws moving at a steady pace, not running but not walking, going at a sort of jog. Closer, strong, closer, stronger. He was nearby now and the scent was stronger than before, both Bronze and blood. It got to a point where she was now scanning the area because the scent was just floating around from the wind, and with the green it would be easier to pick him out. After a few minutes she reached the shoreline of the lake, turning her head to the right, nothing, to the left, there he was!

He was laying on the ground, lapping up the water. Her brows came together as she saw the wounds on his body, just a couple yards from him she could see that his neck and side were pretty bad and had reopened. Did he not smell or hear me? Would he even remember who I am? She asked herself, gulping as she stood there just watching him with storm grey eyes. Once she was able to move she moved quickly, clearing her throat as she came within feet of Bronze, setting the leaf bundles down and sniffing his wounds. What have you gotten yourself into Bronze? She asked in a soft, gentle tone, grey eyes moving over the wounds until finally stopping on his eyes. I am not sure if you remember but... I am Loccian, we met in the Soulless Forest. She added, thinking it was right to say. Why approach him without saying who she was and expect him to remember. At least now he might feel a little more comfortable now that she reminded him of who she was, not turning hostile, hopefully, towards her because she was a stranger.





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