Put a plaster on it
04-21-2015, 09:13 AM
(This post was last modified: 04-21-2015, 09:13 AM by Sorel.)
Although they'd all been caught up in the moment of the hunt, it had soon become pretty clear that Frith had wounded himself during the mayhem of hunting the goat. He may not have often shown any sort of care to most of the pack though moments like these some form of compassion would show through. He wasn't taking no for an answer, Frith was definitely going to let him look at that wound and Sorrel was definitely going to do something about it, they had to get away from everyone else first though. "Aslan will look after Fate. This way." An almost authoritative tone overtook his voice, so out of place for Sorrel really especially given that the Chapter was speaking to the Author. It certainly wasn't his place to tell Frith what to do but as a healer he was going to and as a patient, well Frith and just better listen. He wouldn't be too happy if he couldn't do his job and frankly he was pretty sure that Novella wouldn't have been happy for Frith to continue wandering around without having someone look at his injury. |
