03-31-2012, 12:31 PM
Slow reassuring licks came from Isa. It was so similar to what had happened before, Akira assuring him that the wound wasn't so bad. He had believed her, since she was able to travel with him. They had even managed to get out of the area before she started getting sick, the wound growing worse. He nuzzled her softly, wishing that he knew how to fix wounds. No wolf he knew ever really could, mainly rest and perhaps some plants to take care of the worst of it. Tharin didn't even know what kind of plants helped heal. Isa managed to stand up again, a snort coming from the male.
A wound of any kind isn't something to be shrugged off lightly. It's not like they could fix bad injuries. If a wolf was lucky a broken leg would heal properly, but more often it left the wolf crippled when it healed wrong. Watching her move Tharin sighed with relief. It was just a sprain. If she rested for some days she should be fine. He walked by her side, allowing her to lean on him when her balance struggled. At the stream she lied down, Tharin looking around for something he could do to help. It would be better if she was at her pack. He could escort her there at least.
He smiled back at her, keeping the pain and worry from showing in his eyes. It was his fault, no matter what she said. He had experienced such things happening before in play, and had been foolish enough to let it happen again. You should probably head back to your pack. They'll be able to take better care of you there.
A wound of any kind isn't something to be shrugged off lightly. It's not like they could fix bad injuries. If a wolf was lucky a broken leg would heal properly, but more often it left the wolf crippled when it healed wrong. Watching her move Tharin sighed with relief. It was just a sprain. If she rested for some days she should be fine. He walked by her side, allowing her to lean on him when her balance struggled. At the stream she lied down, Tharin looking around for something he could do to help. It would be better if she was at her pack. He could escort her there at least.
He smiled back at her, keeping the pain and worry from showing in his eyes. It was his fault, no matter what she said. He had experienced such things happening before in play, and had been foolish enough to let it happen again. You should probably head back to your pack. They'll be able to take better care of you there.