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 Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 5:13 pm
"What's the magic worrrrrd?" She cocked her head slightly, almost teasingly, and her tail wagged a few paces. As if it were some sort of game. Of course she would help him, she had made up her mind about that already, but she wasn't about to be bossed around by some wussy male. It was beneath her. The husky female plodded towards him and sniffed hesitantly at his wound. The blood worried her and she knew it needed to be cleaned. Should she do it or let someone else within the pack do it?
She wasn't sure, really...
"I'm taking you to Tomkin. You'll be cared for, there, until we can go back to your pack."
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 5:28 pm
Slowly Pol nodded the action causing more pain then he would have liked, doing his best to stand on his own Pol didn’t wait for the female to come to his side he need to get up now and start heading out. Taking long deep breaths Pol was surprisingly able to stand for a good few seconds, with his eyes shut tightly.
“I’m not usually so rude… I’m sorry.” If any time was right to apologize then it was now, “But I do find your manners quite rude and I will not apologize for that.” One step forward and then somehow landing on your face.
“Thank you though.” His voices started to soften as time went on, the world around him becoming hazy, “We might want to do this quickly…” He wasn’t holding on to copiousness much longer.
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Posted: Sat Oct 09, 2010 5:43 pm
"That's not the magic word."
She snorted, but quickly padded up alongside him and offered her own bulk for him to lean onto. If she didn't, she was sure he would stumble and fall within moments. She was irked, that was obvious in her gait and posture, but she was at least doing her best to help him along.
"Apology accepted and comment noted, but it was you what ran away like a wimp and got yourself hurt. I was just trying to help." She grumbled in response, tail flicking in a very faint wag. "S'not that far... Er, might be longer 'cos you're all lame at the moment. But it ain't that far." She moved slowly, doing what she could to keep him moving. It was when he began to lose consciousness that she groaned inwardly.
She didn't want to have to drag his sorry a** all the way back to the pack's territory.
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