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Modesty
Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
317
NachoMumma
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![Raider](/images/awards/fighting/Raider.png)
![Dream Weaver](/images/awards/general/DreamWeaver.png)
![Teacher](/images/awards/general/Teacher.png)
![Student](/images/awards/general/Student.png)
![Double Master](/images/awards/general/DoubleMaster.png)
![Samhain 2022](/images/awards/events/Samhain.png)
![Statue 5 Worship](/images/awards/events/Statue5.png)
![The Ooze Participant](/images/awards/events/TheOoze.gif)
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Kenway had made a delivery before the raid had been called, a surprise for Jael, (a surprise for him when his mother had told him to put it in her room), smelling of the soap they had crafted together and causing Modesty to smile. Now, Sakana is with her as she prowls the beach, awaiting the outcome of the raid. Jael is the first to return and even then she barely makes it out of the water. It's nothing for Modesty to pick the little dog up, Sakana helping to position her across the leaders back, mindful to keep her quills settled to save the other woman any more pain.
There were several fires set up in the healing camp, she needed to be on hand for all of them, after all, as much as she wanted to spirit the girl away upstairs, she picked a fire on the edge of the gathering and placed her out on the furs that had been laid to keep sand out of wounds. She uncorked a bottle to have on hand, gently nudging the girls face. Salt water had done a good job to start, but there was work to be done yet. “Jael, you're going to want some of this before I start stitching you up. Come on now, you're tougher than that.” She insistently nibbled under the dogs ear, licking at her cheek and over her eyes. “Time to face the music sunshine, the hurting isn't over yet.”
“Speech.”
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Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
317
NachoMumma
![Wordy](/images/awards/general/Wordy.png)
![1K](/images/awards/general/1k.png)
![Raider](/images/awards/fighting/Raider.png)
![Dream Weaver](/images/awards/general/DreamWeaver.png)
![Teacher](/images/awards/general/Teacher.png)
![Student](/images/awards/general/Student.png)
![Double Master](/images/awards/general/DoubleMaster.png)
![Samhain 2022](/images/awards/events/Samhain.png)
![Statue 5 Worship](/images/awards/events/Statue5.png)
![The Ooze Participant](/images/awards/events/TheOoze.gif)
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Seeing the woman take a drag from the bottle, she waits a little longer. Jael might be small but she'll need more than that for what is to come and it will need a few moments to kick in. Until then, Modesty starts applying a soothing ointment to the wolfdog's wounds, something that will clean but also numb the area. She had to admit, Sakana had grown in leaps and bounds when it came to this sort of thing. When the question comes, Modesty checks the sky towards the black sanded beach, spotting Moo on his way back. “It must be almost done,” she nodded her head towards the bird. “Will I need to do the same for any of my children this time?” She asked out of interest, worry growing in the pit of her stomach that she hadn't seen Gilgamesh yet either. “Come on, drink up, the sooner we get you put back together, the sooner we can see how everyone else fairs.” We of course offered in the Royal sense. Jael would be staying right where she was if Modesty had anything to say about it.
“Speech.”
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Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
317
NachoMumma
![Wordy](/images/awards/general/Wordy.png)
![1K](/images/awards/general/1k.png)
![Raider](/images/awards/fighting/Raider.png)
![Dream Weaver](/images/awards/general/DreamWeaver.png)
![Teacher](/images/awards/general/Teacher.png)
![Student](/images/awards/general/Student.png)
![Double Master](/images/awards/general/DoubleMaster.png)
![Samhain 2022](/images/awards/events/Samhain.png)
![Statue 5 Worship](/images/awards/events/Statue5.png)
![The Ooze Participant](/images/awards/events/TheOoze.gif)
![](https://i.ibb.co/ngDmcbT/BLEH.png)
There's a visible hardening around the edges of Modesty's eyes at the mention of Bellamy. That one would need to be put down, but that wasn't her worry right now. It was clear the battle had been more ferocious than their own playful grab at sick chickens, but she imagined her Raider's were giving as good as they were getting. The lazy way her kite dipped and wheeled through the sky rather than racing back to her spoke volumes to the woman. “He's big enough and ugly enough to look out for himself, he's probably just making sure they get out and the kids get clear.” There was an anxious twisting of her stomach that wouldn't show on her face, wouldn't slide into her voice. Project the outcome she expected and the universe wouldn't give her anything else, right?
Modesty reached for the sharpened snake rib needle, only pausing to check in with Jael before she began to stitch her up. The movement was smooth and precise, anyone would think she had done this before (you didn't live with an antagonistic pack like this one this long without picking up some ancillary skills). “What did they come for anyway?” The cow's shit so much Modesty was about to give them away, the goats had only been here a few days and she was already worrying about how they were going to keep them fed in a few months' time. That really only left booze or the chickens, and they were welcome to what was left of those too, so why the bloodshed? She'd made it obvious how they would be greeted that day on the beach, were they just that dense?
“Speech.”
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Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
317
NachoMumma
![Wordy](/images/awards/general/Wordy.png)
![1K](/images/awards/general/1k.png)
![Raider](/images/awards/fighting/Raider.png)
![Dream Weaver](/images/awards/general/DreamWeaver.png)
![Teacher](/images/awards/general/Teacher.png)
![Student](/images/awards/general/Student.png)
![Double Master](/images/awards/general/DoubleMaster.png)
![Samhain 2022](/images/awards/events/Samhain.png)
![Statue 5 Worship](/images/awards/events/Statue5.png)
![The Ooze Participant](/images/awards/events/TheOoze.gif)
![](https://i.ibb.co/ngDmcbT/BLEH.png)
Modesty finished stitching up the worst of Jael's wounds and dressing the others while she spoke. At least it served as a distraction for the other woman but something she said drew Modesty's brows together in more than concentration on the task at hand. Something she had said had gotten the leader to thinking. The Hallows kept crows, it gave them a lot of extra eyes, a way to send messages out when they otherwise couldn't. “The pigeons, the come back don't they?” Even in the strongest storms, the bird never seemed to stay gone for long. “Do you think they could be trained for message delivery? Scouting even perhaps? Or maybe we would have to catch pigeons when we raid other packs and keep them in a roost here to let loose when we need to send a message?” Of course, there was every chance they were too dumb to be much use too, but if they were going to roost on her islands, it seemed a shame not to put them to earning a keep if they could. It also might keep Jael distracted from the other wolves that were slowly trickling in after the raid.
“Speech.”
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Modesty
Raid Queen
Master Navigator (306)
Master Intellectual (260)
Fleet-footed
Professor
5 Years
Female
317
NachoMumma
![Wordy](/images/awards/general/Wordy.png)
![1K](/images/awards/general/1k.png)
![Raider](/images/awards/fighting/Raider.png)
![Dream Weaver](/images/awards/general/DreamWeaver.png)
![Teacher](/images/awards/general/Teacher.png)
![Student](/images/awards/general/Student.png)
![Double Master](/images/awards/general/DoubleMaster.png)
![Samhain 2022](/images/awards/events/Samhain.png)
![Statue 5 Worship](/images/awards/events/Statue5.png)
![The Ooze Participant](/images/awards/events/TheOoze.gif)
![](https://i.ibb.co/ngDmcbT/BLEH.png)
It seemed keeping Jael's brain engaged was the way forward while they waited for the medication to kick in. Sakana and Rivin had the other patients under control so she wrapped her larger body around the smaller woman to try and fight off the onset of shock. She was pretty torn up, and Modesty imagined with her smaller body she wouldn't have as much blood to spare as say, someone like Ignis. “Well there's certainly no rush, you should stay closer to home while you recover. You seem to like busy work no? And at least this if you're catching birds, you won't be tearing your stitches open pushing yourself too hard to clear out a pool, will you?” There was a half-smile pulling at the corner of her mouth, that grew as she saw Gilgamesh pulling himself up on the shore. “See, big enough and ugly enough to look after himself. You should rest now.” Sakana was approaching with some blankets for Jael and keeping half an eye on Gilgamesh as he rushed about from one fighter to another. All would be well.
“Speech.”
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