These hands will cause no harm

Amaranth Catori · 09-13-2011, 09:21 PM

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Amaranth had almost not waited for the man to remove his shirt before she started to treat him. She looked at the crusting sore on his back. As she gave a light growl to his whining. I gave you a piece of meat stuff it in your mouth and shut up." she said. She was being as easy as she could. From what she could see this was the worst. She wished she could sew like strel then she could close this and tell him to come find her. But there was no way in hell. She stunk at the girly things in life. Actually she stunk at a lot of things.

Amaranth pulled out another bowl and dipped it into the pond filling it only slightly. She sighed scouring threw her bag. "I don't see what you could have wanted to steal in D'Arte" She said as she pulled out a bag and poured it into the water. It was herbs that her uncle brought her from where ever he went. she let them sit in the water as she picked the rag out of the bowl of water. "I'd lie and say this isn't going to hurt but that seems so wrong. She said. She found this somewhat gross as lightly as she could she rubbed the edges removing the puss. She almost thought about starting a fire and burning the wound shut.

After cleaning the wound she tossed the rag to the side and pulled out another one and placed it in the water checking the herbs she moved to his side so she could see both sides of his shoulder. "Doing ok bud?" She asked almost in a cruel tone but it was laced with sarcasm. "Your back is pretty infected." She stated as she laid the wet cloth on his shoulder and stood up. she dusted off her pants and smiled. Figured you could use a minute to breath.

She moved towards the trees and begun to break branches. She figured if he wanted to talk he would if not she'd just start a fire and go back to cleaning wounds. She wanted to boil water she wanted tea and to use at a slightly coolr temp to clean the wounds out before placing sav on them. Mara dropped wood off and begun to place it just right. She'd have to pull out her small pot and metal rod to hold it over the fire. Slowly she put everything together letting the fire slowly build as she looked over to him and filled her pot. The wound on his back still red and now bleeding from her removing puss and dried blood.

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