weathered souls
05-10-2013, 06:14 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-10-2013, 06:17 PM by Bronze i.)
After cleaning her wounds and finding a secluded area for her to rest, Bronze was content with Loccian's state. While she was still rather thin and unkempt, she looked much more healthy than before -- the woman had cleaned the dried blood from her fur, with Bronze's help, and had gotten some food in her stomach. He found some soft vegetation and had torn it from the earth, carrying it to the makeshift den he'd found for her between his jaws and placing it down as a sort of bedding. He had sat, urging her to rest, as she certainly needed it. He lingered nearby as she drifted to sleep, wanting to make sure she would not awaken suddenly and grow distressed that he was gone. He wasn't sure how long it was, but when the male slid from the small cavern, the sun was shining brightly overhead. He'd found her early morning, and now the position of the sun told him that the day was nearing its peak. A barely audible huff escaped his throat as he stretched. His mind wandered aimlessly as he padded forward. He knew Loccian was worried that Gerhardt might be upset, or even disappointed in her sudden disappearance. Perhaps he ought to speak with him. The male padded away from the enclosure in which Loccian slept, unwilling to disturb her. She certainly needed to rest her tired body if she ever expected to heal fully. With some hesitance, once a good distance away from his sleeping friend, Bronze lifted his cranium to the sky, letting loose a soft howl. Hopefully Gerhardt would be nearby. |
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