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 Posted: Sun Aug 01, 2010 6:35 pm
 While Natsu had had minimal healing to do, she did feel like she needed to keep her skills sharp. For that very reason, she kept fresh stock of every herb she knew of in her den, and she always knew where some was, even if she were to be surprised and run out. However, like she had thought, there weren't many here who needed serious healing- most were minor cuts, many on younger individuals, who wanted an ease from the pain.
And that was just fine with her, but she always wanted to be prepared for something bigger. And with that thought in mind, she just started to pad out the entryway to her den, a mental "shopping list" for herbs she had to go collect today, and how to prepare them. She still had stock, but some of it was starting to get a bit old...
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 1:08 am
So… flying wasn’t going so well. Dagnir knew that there was a lot of practicing he needed to do if he wanted to be the first lion to soar in the skies. Unfortunately, practicing was kind of the problem. Leaping into the air, hoping for the best, had gained him quite a few scratches and bruises thanks to the rough landings. It seemed jumping off higher places only made these injuries worse. But he was just to some small cuts while trying to obtain something epic.
That morning, however, he had landed on his paw all wrong, sending a new kind of pain shooting through him. Ever since then, he found he hadn’t been able to walk very well on his paw. Sure, he could put pressure on it, but it hurt and his ankle was all swollen! The poor front left paw had seen better days. So he decided to visit a nurse, unaware of whom he would be seeing.
“Oh!” he hummed as he saw Natsu coming from her den, “are you going somewhere? I… I needed to see someone about an injury…”
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2011 5:56 pm
Natsuki hadn't gotten far before she was greeted by a familiar voice, and an equally distinctive coat standing before her den. "Oh, Dagnir, hello!" she said, though it didn't take her long to notice a limp. It wasn't her place to insinuate that he needed to seek a healer for something- she wasn't like that. If someone was to come to her for healing, they had to come to her, not her forcing them; because of that, she didn't push anything on him. But she was relieved when he brought it up himself.
"Then you've come to the right place, come with me," she said with a reassuring smile, padding up to his side in case he needed a shoulder to bump on. Small talk could happen while she was working. While the curse placed upon the lands typically made her giddy and occasionally hyper, when it came time to do business, she couldn't be anything but serious. You'd never be able to tell that there was any curse. Of course, she always returned to a "crazy" state when her job was over, but she was in-gear when she was working on someone.
"Tell me, I assume your paw is hurt- what happened, and where specifically does it hurt?" she asked, leading him back to her den.
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