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 Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2019 3:47 pm
Graverobber deserved the blood that was rolling down his leg, but that didn't mean he enjoyed it. In fact, he was miserable. The thorns stuck firmly in his leg were unreachable by himself, and he wasn't able to get the herb he had thrown himself into the bush for. He had to cut his losses. Either he could have kept squirming in that damned bush until he was raw and most likely stuck, or he could have left and tried a different location.
It was safe to say which option he picked.
But he was annoyed, and it showed. His glowing necklace swung from his neck as he grumbled under his breath, pressing through the forest with flattened ears. He could feel it again -- the ache. He hadn't been able to mix more of his favorite "medicine" and he was fresh out of the ingredients. It was here. He preferred the cooling cave he had stolen as his home, but he had no choice. Well, he did, but he didn't quite like the other choice he could have made.
Really, he needed to find a willing wolf to help him. The thorns in his leg were too deep to pluck out himself. He'd figure out wrapping the wound later. The sharp stabbing of multiple tiny pins was the second pressing matter on his mind. That, and his lack of ingredients. It was all so frustrating.
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2019 4:37 pm
 Oh dear, dear, dear. Where did her beloved Stray wander off too? She had only sent him on such a short mission for her new herbs, that he should've been back already. "Good help is sometimes so hard to find," Reach said dramatically, lifting herself to her paws as she moved to her collection of growing plants. Tending them was something she enjoyed doing, amongst testing the properties among the injured. Sometimes they were successful, and other times...well, Reach would never acknowledge a failure in her book. The scent of metal his her nose, causing the she-wolf to look in disgust. Did her prize come back hurt? She tsked, turning her head, expecting to see her brute approach. She saw no one, but the scent became stronger. With narrowed eyes, she followed her nose, spotting the wounded not too far from her home location. "Oh dear, Oh my." Reach approached the injured. "What has a poor boy like you gotten yourself into....hmmm?" Around her neck, a fur pelt rested. Just under it, a small pouch was hidden.
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Posted: Tue Jun 11, 2019 7:14 pm
The lanky and lean Graverobber almost tripped over himself as a she-wolf emerged. He hadn't smelled her coming, but honestly he hadn't been trying too hard. That, and the smell of his own blood tainted the air around him. He could hardly smell the herbs around him. He tensed, wary as any lone scavenger might be. She seemed friendly for the present being, though.
He allowed her to approach, exposing his right front leg with a disgruntled whine. "Thorns. I tried to get something. It fought back. They're stuck. I can't get them out." He looked at her eagerly despite his flattened ears and pained expression. Finally, someone! Although he felt bad his blood might stain her fur. Not bad enough to not request help, however.
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2019 11:49 am
"Thorns?" Her ears perked as she glanced at the wounds. "Were these thorns connected to a flowering plant, perhaps with a red bud, or even white? Or, were they alone in a dried out bramble just waiting to snag its next victim?" The she-wolf had little respect for personal space, and found herself grabbing the other's leg, tugging at it to get a closer look. "Ah, indeed they are stuck. Pity. Blood covered thorns truly have no use for me." An almost dramatic sigh escaped the female's lips, releasing the paw as she watched his pained expression. "Though, it is only right to help another in need, no? For a price...that is. Tell me dear boy, you found yourself in this predicament, and here Momma Reach is to help you," she always referred herself to momma or mother Reach, no matter who she was speaking with. "What do you have to offer me in return?" She reached for the injured leg again, hovering her paw just before it.
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Posted: Mon Jul 01, 2019 1:34 pm
He squinted in thought. Had he paid enough attention? No, it was just bramble -- he was certain. He would have noticed something as odd as a flower within that mess. Nerves fluttered in his throat as he fought the urge to just turn around and leave. He had never been good at talking to other adults, but damn it, his leg hurt.
"I didn't see a plant or flower," he answered, pulling his paw back when she released it. His ears flicked back as a bargain was introduced, a protest about to bubble. He didn't have anything of worth, did he? Certainly not -- she couldn't possibly find interest in anything he tried to dig up. But... the stinging was growing near impossible to ignore. It'd get infected if he wasn't careful, and then what? He'd lose the leg? Himself? He couldn't get the thorns out -- he needed help.
Maybe he had one thing to offer.
"Medicine," he croaked. Fine, he'd share his stash. "It'll take any pain away; physical, mental. It makes everything stop. Everything better. I can get it for you." Some of it. He didn't mention the addictive qualities, instead eyeballing the paw she hovered over his leg.
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Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2019 3:58 pm
Reach's ears perked forward with interest as he mentioned medicine. "Ah, now that does sound intriguing. Heh, you have twisted my paw." She flashed the male a grin, eyes lighting up. "But, my paws are too big to pull this out. We need to get you someone with much more narrowing features." Above, a slate blue avian flew. "Speak of the little demon himself. Oh Sid deaaarrr". Reach called out to her companion, as he swooped low. "Be a dear my lovely little Blue, use that magnificent beak of yours to pull this big bad thorn from this poor boy's paw now, will you?" Reach asked in a sickly sweet one, eyelashes battering at the avian. A nod, the avian hoped towards Grave. "You might want to brace yourself, this probably will hurt~" Reach grinned, grasping the paw in her own to hold it still, just as Obsidian Blue's beak wrapped around the stem, and pulled. 
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Posted: Tue Jul 09, 2019 12:06 pm
His shoulders lowered as she agreed. He allowed to take her paw as he examined her bird companion. He had considered for a long time bonding with an animal, but now it really dawned on him how useful it'd be. He wouldn't need to bargain with a stranger if he had a bird to help him. His head turned to her, barely catching her last comment before pain shot through him. It was good she held onto his paw, as he instinctively tried to yank it back.
Yeah, that had been embedded in his paw. His ears flicked back once the task was done, teeth grit as he examined his paw. It really was gone. If it had stayed he had no clue how long it'd take to naturally fall out, or infect him. He gratefully looked at the bird, a tired and pained sigh escaping him.
"Thank you," he rasped at the bird. "And you. Thank you," he added to the she-wolf, already feeling the sting ebb away. Relief poured in his features as finally that damned pain began to dissipate. "Does it look okay?"
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