i am reaching but i fall
04-08-2013, 04:50 PM
The scent of blood, of injury caught her sensitized nose and she paused. She had been lounging, taking the day off, she had just recently returned, with a companion much to her irritation, from a rather large excursions for herbs and plants that could not be found in their frozen tundra. She had earned a day off, but it seemed there was no rest for the wicked. Her ears swiveled forward, alert and attentive, she darted back within her den, selecting several different herbs and bolting away from her home. She pushed her body harder, faster, willing her body to reach the scent before true foul intent could set in, whether they were alone, with friends, or still being attacked, Asheni would never, could never leave another to suffer, no matter how rightly they may have deserved it. Voices reached her before the victims entered her view. Gargie was among them, a vast store of her worry vanished but her gait did not slow. She shot into the clearing her eyes immediately shooting to the injured wolf. She ignored the unfamiliar wolf for now, Gargie was here, whether friend or foe he would distract them long enough for Asheni to do her job. She slowed her gallop to a halt, icy eyes scanning her company as she dropped the herbs for just a moment. "Lets not waste time fetching me shall we? I'm already here." A teasing light entered her tones and quickly she turned to face midnight, a frown etched upon her maw. "Midnight... what happened? Lay still, let me help you." Her voice, ever soft and gentle, she choose first the sprig of lavender and began stuffing the wound gently while she waited for the story. Speech, |