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Artemis Marino · 01-16-2012, 10:29 PM

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The pack that the golden she-yote spoke of was not one that Artemis knew about, something that was likely because of her preference for a close proximity to Crimson Dreams territory. She knew of the packs closer to home, but the northern packs were not of much interest to her. The only one she knew anything of was the coyote clan, and that was simply that they were not to be crossed and did not care for wolves, but that was where Cypress' father lived. The only other clan member she'd met was the crimson woman Talitha, and they had not gotten along well at all. The pair of princesses had thrown insults at each other and stood with their hands on their hips, spitting at each other like a pair of cats fighting over territory. Thankfully, it had not turned physical between them.

With the exception of her fall and the subsequent coma, Artemis had not suffered many physical injuries. Certainly she had never been in a fight, and so when Aeron spoke of her arm and gestured towards it, the silver Dreamer peered at it with interest across the distance between them. She could not see how bad it was, and she did not know if she was equipped to handle it, but it was worth looking at it and talking to Aeron anyway, so perhaps she would learn something. "Can I look at it more closely?" she asked, taking a tentative step forward, her left hand outstretched. Artemis was interested in seeing how bad the wound was and learning what Aeron had already done to aid its healing process.

Injuries were not an extremely common thing in Crimson Dreams, but when they happened, they seemed to be caused mostly by fights with other canines, or occasionally other animals when it came to hunting accidents, or the rare rampaging bear. It would be good for her to know how to properly and effectively treat an injury caused by a fight, and since she did not fight herself, she would need to get her practice with other canines. A part of her was too nervous to tell anyone in Crimson Dreams that she was seeking the Medicus co-rank, and so she was too afraid to ask to look at their wounds. Canines from other packs would have to do, and they could easily serve that purpose well.

"Did one of your pack mates do this?" she asked with a small grimace. Artemis was not a fighter, nor were most of the Dreamers. The pack was one of peace, predominantly. Most of the fights were because of outsiders or were a part of that damned war. She knew that not all packs were like Crimson Dreams; they were not led by kind, understanding leaders like her mother and Anu. Was Anathema a place like that, one that was full of violence as if it was normal? Or was Aeron attacked by an outsider, or was she caught in a fight with a larger, wild feline? Artemis wondered.

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