nowhere to be found on this side of the scene
The green eyed female could not help but let out a small whine as she looked at the mottled form beneath her hands, the poor girl seemed so small and fragile in this moment, she had been injured quite badly indeed. The dark Beta wolf could not help but worry for her, they had only spoken a handful of times but she saw the young female as a daughter; seeing her in pain was intensely upsetting to Soran herself. The green eyed female watched as her beloved mate pulled the vial of poppy seeds from their hiding place and gave some to Ciara. Soran knew more than well what effect the poppy seeds would have, the humans had changed them into morphine when they had been alive, she had read about it in several medical books, it was something that relieved pain; she was sure that the young mottled female would need that with what was to come. She also knew that it could be made into heroin, something that she had used in the past in her darkest hours, again she knew that also numbed the pain, but it came at a terrible price. The dark female watched as the young female reached out for the male that was sat near to them, a weak smile crossed her sable lips as she watched this small moment, it seemed that the young girl had found herself someone to care for, someone that cared for her as well. A velvety ear swiveled to catch her mate's words, saying that she would sew if Soran herself could aid her by stemming the bleeding. The dark female reached for another piece of clean linen, tearing it in half neatly with her sharp claws as she did so. She took a piece in each hand and pressed them against the wounds that were bleeding the most prolifically, applying a firm pressure to encourage the blood flow to slow and the platelets to clot. As she did so she made gentle soothing noises, trying to calm the young girl that was so clearly in pain.
The lady could not help but feel helpless, concerned by Ciara's injuries, she knew that she would not die, she had every faith in her pale mate, Deuce would heal her; but still seeing her in pain was enough to make the sable female whine in sympathy for the girl. The tall female pressed a little harder against the wounds, watching the white cloth turn a vivid red as the blood slowly seeped into the weave of the linen, the dark female looked at her pale mate, pleading with her with large green eyes. Another weak smile crossed her lips as she watched her mate work quickly, helping the girl that was so very close to Soran herself.
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