06-21-2018, 02:45 PM
COLD NOSTALGIA ✧ Natasha — Snowbound — Warrior
Like Melantha, Natasha had been drawn to the scene by the smell of blood. The she-wolf had ran towards the smell, her muscles rippling as she ran. Due to years of building up her stamina and training non-stop, Natasha could run long distances before stopping. The female had noticed Melantha sprinting some ways in front of her so she followed.
Alarm and concern could be seen in the female's eyes as she came across an injured Killua and a worried Mel. She would slowly walk around the young male, studying his wounds. "One of his bones is sticking out from his leg." She said to herself, before moving on. "Bleeding from the mouth, possible broken or dislocated jaw. Wheezing, maybe a few broken ribs."
The ex-assassin would shake her head and speak in a calm voice to the serval. "Killua, don't try to put your bone back where it belongs. You could risk hurting yourself more."
Alarm and concern could be seen in the female's eyes as she came across an injured Killua and a worried Mel. She would slowly walk around the young male, studying his wounds. "One of his bones is sticking out from his leg." She said to herself, before moving on. "Bleeding from the mouth, possible broken or dislocated jaw. Wheezing, maybe a few broken ribs."
The ex-assassin would shake her head and speak in a calm voice to the serval. "Killua, don't try to put your bone back where it belongs. You could risk hurting yourself more."
© madi