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PM me if it isn't and I'll definetely change it!The Chief groaned, one russet hand stroking his leg absent-mindedly. He had treated many leg fractures in his life, but he had never broken anything himself. He had always considered himself lucky for this, for more than one reason. Many times, he had listed the number of reasons why a patient needed to sit still and be patient - give time to allow the wound to heal. Now, as he could easily sense Nayati's itch to act, Dawali found it incredibly difficult to heed his own advice. Damn his own knowledge! He knew what would happen if he did not remain still, but it was hopeless for a male in his position. He had to do something, the very bones in him said so. But could he live with himself if he gave himself a lifelong limp?
At least he could tell them where the food was found and what he needed to treat his leg. They brought him his herbs and seeds and a metal holder for boiling water he had salvaged from the city. Now that the bone was broken back into place, there wasn't much to do than to treat the little wound, ease the pain and swelling, and sit very, very still. They had nothing to use for propping the leg up, and no sticks to lash onto it for support. His poultice was doing its work though, soothing the pain as well. Now, the aches were from sitting still. He was not used to this.
The two children stayed near him and the warmth of their little bodies was soothing - at least his newly established family was safe. Time passed as he groaned and they all shivered, but he gave them his part of the little food that was there, and he did not think they starved. Out of nowhere, Dawali's ears perked at Nayati's words. He immediately stretched his neck from his seat to attempt to look out the window, but it was futile. Others seemed excited too, and Liliana immediately offered her assistance. He could understand her very real urge to get outside and check on the animals. "There are shovels and other tools under the blankets in the back," Dawali said, gesturing towards a large bundle towards the back wall. "Just check out the window first. The winds could still be dangerous." He would not have them get hurt because they were too eager. Better safe than sorry.