03-20-2018, 06:47 PM
The metallic stench of blood reached the jackal's nose before any of his other senses detected anything unusual, drawing him out from under the trees and towards the beach. Georgie's call jarred his right eardrum, but if nothing else, his left ear could pick up that she was probably uninjured. (Worried, to be sure, but not dying at the very least.) Still, after the events of his initiation, he doubted he could afford to just ignore the smell of blood.
Arriving on the scene, Paper eyed the wounded feline with... he wouldn't call it hunger, per se, but rather a sense of how easy it would be to knock the feline out, take whatever he had on him (which didn't look like much, but still), and run off. Was that hypocritical of him, to think of capitalizing on another creature's weakness when he so despised having other creatures do the same to him? Maybe, maybe not. Either way, he wasn't going to attack the straggler. This group seemed to make a habit of taking in everyone who asked, regardless of how strong or weak they were- and if nothing else, he could say that that worked wonders for ensuring the loyalty of those taken in when they were at their lowest. The allegory of the farmer and the viper apparently did not apply in this region.
He had only basic knowledge of first aid, but that would have to do for the moment. "Cobwebs will work as bandages," he barked, glancing between Georgie and the trees. "If you go back to the ship and look there, I'll search the forest." He wasn't sure how much ground he could cover with his iffy back leg, but he'd make it work.
Arriving on the scene, Paper eyed the wounded feline with... he wouldn't call it hunger, per se, but rather a sense of how easy it would be to knock the feline out, take whatever he had on him (which didn't look like much, but still), and run off. Was that hypocritical of him, to think of capitalizing on another creature's weakness when he so despised having other creatures do the same to him? Maybe, maybe not. Either way, he wasn't going to attack the straggler. This group seemed to make a habit of taking in everyone who asked, regardless of how strong or weak they were- and if nothing else, he could say that that worked wonders for ensuring the loyalty of those taken in when they were at their lowest. The allegory of the farmer and the viper apparently did not apply in this region.
He had only basic knowledge of first aid, but that would have to do for the moment. "Cobwebs will work as bandages," he barked, glancing between Georgie and the trees. "If you go back to the ship and look there, I'll search the forest." He wasn't sure how much ground he could cover with his iffy back leg, but he'd make it work.
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo