Harmony had been calmly relaxing in the sun, away from all the others, unfortunately. Ever since her arrival, she had tried to give herself a break from all the drama, so she fixed herself a new little den that was isolated from all the other's in Abaven. Of course she would run to anyone who needed her assistance, or comfort her siblings if they needed it. But...considering she was quite far away, the news of everything that had been going on hasn't reached her own ears quite yet. When she found out...it would sure put her into a very shocked, uneasy state.
When the familiar sound of Bass' howl erupted in the air, Harmony instantly rolled over and sat up, ears pining forward with concern. If he were to be okay...his howl would have sounded less exhausted. Maybe he was just...tired? Or maybe he got into a nasty fight? Just in case, the dame raced into her strong-smelling den of piling herbs, pulling a large portion of them onto a long leaf and wrapping them up like a little bag. Then, she turned and sprinted out of her den, leaping over the many obstacles that tried to slow her down.
It took a while for her to arrive, but once she did, she was horrified. Bass looked awful. He was a bit muddy and obviously wet from what looked like rain. But worse, she could spot wounds on his shoulders, some reopened and some taken care of by a previous healer. What happened?! It looked like he had just been attacked...Harmony frowned and set her bundle of herbs down, moving toward her brother and nuzzling his damp cheek. "What happened to you..." She murmured, twisting her head to the side so she could get a better look at the puncture wounds.
Personally, she thought that moving him some place comfortable would have been great. But reopening more wounds didn't seem too great. So she could just start on him here. Maybe Nona would come help her? Either way...they needed to be cleaned and patched up before they became infected. The dame shifted aside and looked over the reopened wounds, cleaning them off the little dirt that caked them and applying a small portion of horsetail to patch them up. It seemed that most of the other wounds were taken care of...fortunately.
She moved back and pulled a bit of lavender from her collection, sitting in front of him and dropping the smelly purple herb before him. She nosed it toward him, gesturing that he eat it. "Chew on a bit of this, it'll ease the muscle pain from your bruising." She said directly, wishing to hear what had happened to him, but instead focusing on her work to make sure his shoulder wounds were patched up nicely.
