Frequent Biter Miles
02-09-2015, 10:27 PM
Isis smirked at the woman's response, even it it was with a growl, but it wouldn't deter the young Sovari girl. She remained where she stood with turquoise eyes looking over the woman, running over the same spots over and over, trying to get an idea of how bad her wounds are before any help was asked or declined. And when it came to her second question about the bear, the injured woman laughed, or at least tried to before pain racked her body with the action. There must have been unseen damage to her body if it hurt just to laugh, maybe fractured ribs, or just severe bruises along her chest. The girl could only guess for the time being. The woman said something like a bear attack had happened to her, which only drew Isis more towards her like a magnet. If not a bear then what was similar to such a thing to cause this much damage? Followed with that, she asked if the girl knew anything about healing. To this the girl lifted her head with a cocky grin, a wink quickly in pursuit as she side stepped once more. "You are in luck, I happen to have learned a thing or two from my old man back when he was in a pack." She chimed, her tai swinging up into the air and beginning to wag much like a child who was just praisd by a parent or their pack leader. There was just one thing preventing her from just jumping into action and helping the woman out, an invitation was needed to cross the border. "Buuuuuut." She added on after a moment of silence, motioning with her head towards a marked plant just beside her. "You're in a pack's land, and seeing as I am a loner I don't exactly look forward to being smacked around or claimed as a prisoner for helping somebody out." She finally said with a raise of her brow, head tilting to the side, waiting for permission. The moment it was given she would be gone like a bullet and be back as if she had been there the whole time. "Speech" |