11-08-2018, 09:59 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color;"]It was the smell of blood that caused Agathe to arrive so abruptly upon the scene, a frown twisting ebony lips as she looked almost wildly around for danger. All she found was an injured child being fussed after by her clanmates. Interesting (and not nearly as exciting as she had been anticipating. Was it wrong of her to crave combat so much so that she had hoped that this newcomer had brought with them their attacker?). Golden eyes would blink a few times, obviously processing Oni's statement regarding medical expertise. She knew the basics - and truly, she meant the basics - but perhaps she and Silus would be able to assist this stranger? While a part of her loathed the idea of helping a child, this was her duty now and duty would always trump her personal beliefs.
"Tell me what needs to be done. I can treat basic injuries," She announced quietly, not looking at Cody too long in fear of potentially frightening him. Her general disposition seemed to have that effect on people, especially children, and she was in no mood to deal with him any further than these injuries. "What's your name?" Was all the stoic snow leopard would inquire, expression once again as stony as usual as she awaited Silus' command. Perhaps idle chitchat would take his mind off of what certainly had to be agonizing pain. At least she could relate on that front, she had arrived in the Ascendants in a similar fashion, the marks that marred her side nothing but poorly-healed scars now. If they had been able to handle her injuries, she was sure that his would be no different. He just had to stay alive long enough, she supposed.
"Tell me what needs to be done. I can treat basic injuries," She announced quietly, not looking at Cody too long in fear of potentially frightening him. Her general disposition seemed to have that effect on people, especially children, and she was in no mood to deal with him any further than these injuries. "What's your name?" Was all the stoic snow leopard would inquire, expression once again as stony as usual as she awaited Silus' command. Perhaps idle chitchat would take his mind off of what certainly had to be agonizing pain. At least she could relate on that front, she had arrived in the Ascendants in a similar fashion, the marks that marred her side nothing but poorly-healed scars now. If they had been able to handle her injuries, she was sure that his would be no different. He just had to stay alive long enough, she supposed.
[font=arial][color=#510205][size=16pt]WATCH IT [i]GROW[/i], CHILD OF WAR
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