07-10-2009, 02:24 PM
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She started the fire easily enough, having started many of them in the past, and placed around ten large stones in a circle around it so that it couldn't stretch to burn anything outside of that circle. She went to look inside one of the surrounding buildings for a pot as the flames grew, finding one after a few minutes of searching. When she came back the fire was a decent size and she placed the pot over the flames, pouring the jugs of water inside of it. As soon as that was started she immediatley turned to the next task, picking through the herbs to find the right ones. She had to do this, she had to do everything perfect. She wanted him to heal so that he could go and be their fearless leader once more. What would they do without him?
The water was warm, but not too hot or too cold. The female had it sitting in the pot beside her, a cup on the ground for her to use to pour it over the wounds. In some places, dirt had crusted with blood to form clots...she held her short knife over the fire for a little while to kill all the germs on it before using it to dig carefully through those clots. Then came the treatment with the water. She watched him all the while, trying not to show her anxiety.
She started the fire easily enough, having started many of them in the past, and placed around ten large stones in a circle around it so that it couldn't stretch to burn anything outside of that circle. She went to look inside one of the surrounding buildings for a pot as the flames grew, finding one after a few minutes of searching. When she came back the fire was a decent size and she placed the pot over the flames, pouring the jugs of water inside of it. As soon as that was started she immediatley turned to the next task, picking through the herbs to find the right ones. She had to do this, she had to do everything perfect. She wanted him to heal so that he could go and be their fearless leader once more. What would they do without him?
The water was warm, but not too hot or too cold. The female had it sitting in the pot beside her, a cup on the ground for her to use to pour it over the wounds. In some places, dirt had crusted with blood to form clots...she held her short knife over the fire for a little while to kill all the germs on it before using it to dig carefully through those clots. Then came the treatment with the water. She watched him all the while, trying not to show her anxiety.