rub some dirt on it

*Rhythm* · 05-16-2015, 09:21 PM

She was sore that much was for sure, the first fight after so long of not using those muscles. She felt like she didn't want to move for a year. Already she had curled up into her den for a nap, that and she'd eaten a few herbs to help with the soreness. She had just fallen into sleep when she heard Kyarst's sudden call. The desperation in his voice would wake her with a start, worry taking complete hold of her as she jumped from her curled position. The girl would shoot from her den, ignoring the aches in her form as she searched for Kyarst's presence. She couldn't miss his dark form sprawled in the dirt not so far away from her boulder. Oh gods. She knew that she was sore, she couldn't imagine how far he'd pushed himself.

"Rhythm," She'd hear her name as she rushed to his side, eyes roving over his form as she sought out his injuries. He looked an absolute mess, bedraggled fur and blood spattering him, though it seemed to concentrate in his belly... "Oh, gods Kyarst... there?" She'd try not to look at his face as she said it, the girl would take a deep breath and do her best to avoid the warrior's gaze. "Well, first you need cleaned." Infection was probably his worst enemy here, cleaning the wound would be the most important job. Now she would find his gaze, "Or maybe something for the pain?" Surely he couldn't have been anywhere near comfortable.
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