500+ Exciting thread is exciting!
Jiva was clearly worked up yet steady, calm as he could be in this moment of uncertainty. She watched from Palaydrian's side as he hurried about the den gathering his various supplies, yet more often still her golden gaze was upon the dark muzzled face in her lap. Palaydrian was awfully still and Titania wasn't sure if that was normal. She had never seen anybody in a state quite like this. Wholly unconscious and with her body in shock, the woman might as well have been dead had it not been for the shallow rise and fall of her chest. The alphess wanted to urge Jiva, to hurry him along with quick words, but when she looked at him she knew he was already doing everything he could – which by the look of his full hands was a lot – and she probably wouldn't be of any help if she started barking orders, especially when she didn't even know what she was talking about. Her mouth opened for just a second, then closed when she rethought the idea, and turned back to Palaydrian.
Then, finally after a long agonizing moment of watching Jiva scurry around to prepare his healing art, she heard a scratchy breath and saw the woman's eyes slowly open. Her ears perked up and she brightened for just a moment. Poor 'Drin must have been in pain, she was grimacing so horribly... No wait, is that a smile? Titania cocked her head and thought for sure the woman was smiling before she croaked out a raspy word. “Jiva, she's awake,” she tried to say calmly, but couldn't help some alarm from entering her voice. “She's asking for water.” She made a fast motion with her hand, waving him towards her. She could help Palaydrian drink if Jiva still needed to prepare his work. “I think she might be delirious.”
Just then she heard the sound of rushing paws and looked up to see Fayne's silver and black form dart into the den. Her eyes shot to Fayne's emerald green gaze. No, she still wasn't playing dominance games yet, but she needed to catch the attention whoever came in, not that anyone could walk into the den right now and fail to notice the situation. “First of all, remain calm,” she urged Fayne in a soft voice. She knew the woman had been through a lot herself and that this might not be the easiest situation for her to be in, her thoughts only confirmed by the way she stammered over her words. Luckily Fayne stopped herself and pulled it together, an act that made Titania feel proud and that showed in her gaze. “You can either change and come and be an extra pair of hands for Jiva, if you are comfortable, or stand guard there. Don't let anything looking for blood inside. I don't want to see a single spider cross that threshold.”
She watched Fayne, waiting a couple beats for the wolfess to make her decision and then turned her eyes back to Palaydrian and began to gently move her, trying to lift the woman up just slightly so either she or Jiva could help her drink without drowning her.
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