06-01-2009, 03:46 AM
DaVinci knew that he didn't belong with the gang of wolves that seemed to mass around the young girl but he would do what he could before he had to return to his own pack. This news of what Haku had done made him uneasy but it didn't seem that the male was after jut anyone so he didn't voice his concerns. Instead he listened to the others as he picked up all his things and began to follow after the team as they carried the young girl back to the cabin. The words of his sister made him glance forward to where she seemed so bristled and angry. He couldn't think of a time when she wasn't a little angry with the world but he just shook his head.
When they reached the cabin he quickly cleared off the table that stood in the middle of the dining room, the height and space around the table would atleast allow them to all gather around if they really felt the need to. When the girl was put down DaVinci moved forward and placed all the things that he needed down next to her as he glanced towards the male she seemed to trust so much. "Hold her steady, it won't do any good if she's thrashing about and causing herself worse injuries." He began to pry and poke at her ribs and bones, trying to feel if anything was broken or if there were wounds that they couldn't see with the naked eye.
His eyes turned to glance towards Firefly as he motioned for her to join him and help clean the girl's wounds as he sounded out the major wounds from the minor ones and what they would actually have to wrap and what would heal over on it's own. He could tell she would need stitches but he didn't want to be the one to mention it just yet. He knew he was no artist with a needle and thread.
When they reached the cabin he quickly cleared off the table that stood in the middle of the dining room, the height and space around the table would atleast allow them to all gather around if they really felt the need to. When the girl was put down DaVinci moved forward and placed all the things that he needed down next to her as he glanced towards the male she seemed to trust so much. "Hold her steady, it won't do any good if she's thrashing about and causing herself worse injuries." He began to pry and poke at her ribs and bones, trying to feel if anything was broken or if there were wounds that they couldn't see with the naked eye.
His eyes turned to glance towards Firefly as he motioned for her to join him and help clean the girl's wounds as he sounded out the major wounds from the minor ones and what they would actually have to wrap and what would heal over on it's own. He could tell she would need stitches but he didn't want to be the one to mention it just yet. He knew he was no artist with a needle and thread.