08-27-2018, 01:00 AM
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What came wasn't exactly a medic, but Delilah did have the knowledge of medicine. The felidae of cherry blossoms and herb-scent had pranced over, telekinesis holding up her satchel full of bandages and herbs in the air as the pastel pink feline limped over to the scene. She had to get there soon enough.
"Move over, please. I'll clean up the wounds for Malphas, so he can properly fix everything." Delilah mewed, lifting a vial of water out of the hatch slowly. With a wince of pain, the satchel was set down, allowing her to manipulate her ability better now.
She moved forward, grimacing at the broken bone and sprained wrist. Geez, what did this one get themselves into? "It'll be alright. My name's Delilah, by the way." She introduced herself quickly, sniffing towards Ren for a moment to calm down, her anxiety causing her paws to shake slightly. No, she had to stay calm.
She got to work on setting the broken bones and sprained appendages, soon holding up a vial of a thick liquid for Ophelia to take. "Wash out the deep wound with this. It'll burn, but they'll get over it." She ordered slowly, a soft sigh leaving her mouth. The liquid was a mix of a bunch of herbs she had made, giving the same affects as rubbing alcohol did on wounds, but a cleaner disinfectant.
TANGLEWOOD — CHASER — FEMME — TAGS"Move over, please. I'll clean up the wounds for Malphas, so he can properly fix everything." Delilah mewed, lifting a vial of water out of the hatch slowly. With a wince of pain, the satchel was set down, allowing her to manipulate her ability better now.
She moved forward, grimacing at the broken bone and sprained wrist. Geez, what did this one get themselves into? "It'll be alright. My name's Delilah, by the way." She introduced herself quickly, sniffing towards Ren for a moment to calm down, her anxiety causing her paws to shake slightly. No, she had to stay calm.
She got to work on setting the broken bones and sprained appendages, soon holding up a vial of a thick liquid for Ophelia to take. "Wash out the deep wound with this. It'll burn, but they'll get over it." She ordered slowly, a soft sigh leaving her mouth. The liquid was a mix of a bunch of herbs she had made, giving the same affects as rubbing alcohol did on wounds, but a cleaner disinfectant.
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