June 16, 2021, 09:54 PM
Though she was a medicine woman, Imaq had never before seen a wolf that was suffering from a concussion. Healing was not her main profession anyhow, not anymore. Maybe once, when she was training to be Angakkoq but the halcyon merle had given up her training as a spiritual leader when she relocated to Teekon and had taken up hunting as a primary trade. The she-dog had no idea what was wrong with her friend and packmate, watching him in concern as his irritation seemed to reach a boiling point. At his outburst, her brows crumpled in confusion -- wondering if the reason she didn't understand was because of a language barrier, seeing perplexion on Tzila's face as well.
She stifled the urge to recoil again when the next angry words burst from Rye's lips and he slowly stomped past them, gaining speed as he scrambled out of the pit and staggered by. The she-dog was utterly bewildered by his behavior but rushed to his side with the other two women as Rye crashed to the ground.
She stifled the urge to recoil again when the next angry words burst from Rye's lips and he slowly stomped past them, gaining speed as he scrambled out of the pit and staggered by. The she-dog was utterly bewildered by his behavior but rushed to his side with the other two women as Rye crashed to the ground.
Imaq stared down at the blood pooling beneath the he-wolf's prone form in thinly-veiled horror, whirling back towards the piles of herbs she'd forgotten before Lane's voice stopped her. She diverted, darting instead towards the other medic's healing supplies obediently and rifling through the contents. Some conscientious aspect of the tedious cur hated to disturb the woman's things but her urgency meant her muzzle and paws trembled slightly, her movements bordering on agitated as she searched for the requested plants.
Upon finding the horsetail and marigold, Selkie rushed them back over to Lane -- bringing along the wad of cobwebs for good measure. "Imaq has rabbitskin. Lane can use for blood," the woman murmured softly, gesturing first towards the hide her own supplies were wrapped in before making a motion that meant Lane might use it to press on the wound and staunch the flow of blood if she thought it might help. The cobwebs were awful thin and Rye was bleeding profusely, maybe it would be beneficial to stop the bleeding before applying a poultice -- else it would only be soaked in the ruby rivulets, besides the fact that Rye losing more blood was dangerous.
"...and all around was the bitter arctic cold and the immense silence of the North..."
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Failures are inevitable [M] - by Rye - May 09, 2021, 06:50 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by RIP Tzila - May 10, 2021, 12:04 AM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Lane - May 10, 2021, 09:13 AM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Imaq - May 10, 2021, 04:41 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Rye - May 10, 2021, 09:43 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by RIP Tzila - May 17, 2021, 04:08 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Lane - May 19, 2021, 03:08 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Imaq - May 31, 2021, 06:33 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Rye - June 06, 2021, 04:42 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by RIP Tzila - June 10, 2021, 09:46 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Lane - June 13, 2021, 11:30 AM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Imaq - June 16, 2021, 09:54 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by RIP Tzila - June 21, 2021, 05:57 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Lane - June 27, 2021, 02:19 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Imaq - July 08, 2021, 10:38 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by RIP Tzila - July 11, 2021, 04:48 PM
RE: Failures are inevitable [M] - by Lane - July 25, 2021, 11:22 AM