BUT I'M HUNGRY FOR BLOOD | open, healers needed

[ARGUS]

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there is nothing more annoying than someone telling them what to do. anger is an easy thing, and it makes something dark inside of the quartermaster want to snarl, to snap to... put them into their own place. Argus has never curbed to authority, and even now argus does not feel a need to listen to pincher with half a mind. yet somehow he trust them, more than his siblings, more than some of his family to run the place. Because they were gone or unborn to be there at the beginning. They did not met the leader fresh from the ship with an open smile- did not see the night that the fire kissed the furs of weary sea-mammal's finally reaching land.

and this night the hollow part of them is all that more closer to the surface under their fur. It's a dangerous thing- how easy it would be. Vandal is collapsed and rosemary and they are alone. The hollow is always ravenous, and crewmates are fair game as long as they are not caught. Who would miss the quad-eyed feline? Not many. Not argus.

argus has half a mind to snap at the medic that comes by. bright red eyes narrowed look at rosemary. "Do not quarrel with me, and do your job. Rosemary. Someone who arrives first should asses the damage- i was meerly doing my job." Argus keeps their own voice mellow as they spot other's coming to rush over. ah, a missed chance then, but it is easy to let go of their anger. anger is fleeting.

Ficher is first, and she is more kind in asking for assistance. It's an easy distraction and argus dismisses rosemary without a thought. Giving a hum towards the other medic. "I aalways keep some water on me. how much?" Without asking argus pulls open a wing, a satchel comming from the folded wing and the hollow sets it down in front of the medic.

Next is one of the offspring, the worried tone in their voice makes their teeth on edge. It would be causal to send them off- dismiss them- after all rosemary is quick in attempting to take control, but here argus knows what to do about infection. Knows how to treat it with a very long line of experiments with it. "I'll do what i can, we all will." Argus nods quickly to aita, the last one to arrive but no less important. "Can you go fetch some clean gauze, or cobwebs? You two know where the medic den is, yes?" Hopefully their parents have instilled that knowledge to them. They address both of the kiddo's with this statement, turning to both before coming back to face vandal again. "How long since you got bit?"

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