[M] Individual Aftermath

Keldava Wolfe-Denahlii · 08-14-2012, 05:22 PM

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Takes place just after/alongside the birthing thread.

Everything was happening so quickly that it seemed like a blur: Jace going psycho, ‘Rin’s wounds, ‘Gina freaking out, it all seemed to blur together into a mess of noise and colour, leaving Keldava lightheaded and confused. The blood loss probably didn’t help with that; after an initial period of not bleeding at all her hand seemed to be making up for lost time, letting loose a steady stream of red that had dyed her hand crimson and was now dripping onto the roots of the tree Keldava was leant against.

Despite the severity of her wound – Keldava still couldn’t bear to even look at the exposed muscle and bone underneath the flap of flesh and muscle that had been torn up – Keldava had refused any treatment, chasing Talesin away until he had helped ‘Rin and retreating away from all the commotion, pointedly refusing to remain within the white male’s reach until her brother had been dealt with.

However behind her urge to ensure her siblings safety Keldava was scared. After an initial period of pain which had practically set her whole hand on fire much of her hand had gone numb – the actual cut still hurt but the rest of her hand was cold and without feeling – and no matter how much she tried she couldn’t do anything with it. Fearfully, though she tried to make the action casual and not cause Tal’ to rush ‘Rin’s stitches, she raised her hand in front of her face, keeping the palm facing her so she wasn’t sick.

As hard as she could Keldava tried to close her hand and ball the fingers up into a fist. Nothing happened. Well, not nothing; her index finger bent slightly and came inwards about half an inch and her middle two fingers shook slightly but it certainly wasn’t a fist. The only thing she could move properly was her thumb, though doing so caused her great pain at the moment.

Keldava wished that she could go back over and see how ‘Rin was, but blood loss and nausea had left her light headed and at the moment she was stranded leaning against her tree, claws of her good, left hand digging into the bark to help her stay upright. Until one of her family noticed her condition, or Tal’ came over to help her she was stuck here.

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