December 17, 2019, 09:52 PM
At some point she'd been informed that a silver-clad wolf had been brought to them, and that Kavik was watching over them in the same hawkish manner that he tended to his daughter Lainie, which gave rise to many thoughts within Ibis. She did not want to dredge up any negativity or bad memories for any of their little family and so she did not ask questions, merely went about her duties—until she overheard some talk about needing a medic—and set about trying to piece together what little she could recall from Elysium. Her mothers had been adept at mending injuries (and they had to be, considering they ran a sanctuary) and Ibis had picked up a little bit from them.
There wasn't much to find at this point though, at least not to the inexperienced young woman. She dug through the frozen ground to get at some tender roots left over from an autumnal weed of some sort, carefully peeled some soggy bark off one of the pale trees, and created a bouquet of assorted greenery which looked less than stellar... But it was the best she could do, given the time of the year and her own limited understanding of the native flora. Afterwards she began to hunt for the argent child and found them hidden in a dugout near to where Kavik patrolled — but she did not approach outright.
Ibis carefully placed the bundle of various plants upon the soil and began to scour the area for a cache, as she knew it was easier to consume plants when there was something tasty with which to wash them down—but the hunting lately had been lacklustre, so when she finished excavating one of the shallow caches nearby she found a few sad looking squirrels leftover from earlier in the season, and sighed, not knowing if it would be enough. She peeled one frozen carcass off of another and then gathered up the herbs, turned around, and headed towards the foreign scent emanating from between the trees.
As she came upon where the silver creature was coiled, she placed the bundle down and called out softly,
There wasn't much to find at this point though, at least not to the inexperienced young woman. She dug through the frozen ground to get at some tender roots left over from an autumnal weed of some sort, carefully peeled some soggy bark off one of the pale trees, and created a bouquet of assorted greenery which looked less than stellar... But it was the best she could do, given the time of the year and her own limited understanding of the native flora. Afterwards she began to hunt for the argent child and found them hidden in a dugout near to where Kavik patrolled — but she did not approach outright.
Ibis carefully placed the bundle of various plants upon the soil and began to scour the area for a cache, as she knew it was easier to consume plants when there was something tasty with which to wash them down—but the hunting lately had been lacklustre, so when she finished excavating one of the shallow caches nearby she found a few sad looking squirrels leftover from earlier in the season, and sighed, not knowing if it would be enough. She peeled one frozen carcass off of another and then gathered up the herbs, turned around, and headed towards the foreign scent emanating from between the trees.
As she came upon where the silver creature was coiled, she placed the bundle down and called out softly,
Um -- hello? Zephyr, are you awake?
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stop being so laissez-faire; we're all scared of the future - by Zephyr - December 16, 2019, 07:55 PM
RE: stop being so laissez-faire; we're all scared of the future - by Ibis (Ghost) - December 17, 2019, 09:52 PM
RE: stop being so laissez-faire; we're all scared of the future - by Zephyr - January 04, 2020, 08:02 PM
RE: stop being so laissez-faire; we're all scared of the future - by Ibis (Ghost) - January 04, 2020, 08:26 PM