06-22-2019, 10:29 AM
I HEARD, I HEARD ACROSS A MOONLIT SEA
THE OLD VOICE WARNING ME
BEWARE, BEWARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE SEA
BEWARE, BEWARE OF ME.
[align=center]The strong smell of smoke lingers on the female, taking no rests between the burning territory of lying slaveholders and the strange swamp. It would not be ideal, after all, if her new ally died within the very first battle - before the war was even announced. Besides, Goldenluxury was never one to take breaks before. The workaholic captain lands carefully, still carrying the unconscious body of the Tanglewood leader. She sets him down delicately, looking over his wounds now to see what she could do right here and now. Unfortunately, she does not know the territory of her friends so well, and she's not so sure where she would go to grab the herbs she needed. "Oi!" she shouts harshly to anyone that may hear her, her sharp voice having little trouble reaching quite high volumes. Though, afterwards, she would find herself coughing. She'd been flying too high, inhaling a little too much smoke. But, she would be fine. She's sustained no injuries from this battle - just trouble breathing, and she knows that feeling a little too well.
"Bring herbs! Hurry the fuck up!" she commands in a shout to whoever would hear her and listen. The tigress still did not enjoy standing around, being useless. She knew how to take care of wounds. The female looks around, letting out small coughs as she searches for anything nearby that she could use as something to soak up blood and clean his wounds until someone arrived. She spots webs not so far away and would quickly push herself into flight once more, wasting no time to tear them from the tree they're attached to and returning to Crow's figure. She goes over the main wounds he sustains - thrown into a tree, hit his head, clawed by Jervis. The male had cuts along his sides, and she would worry about those for now, as there was little she could do for the likely concussion in his head. Hopefully someone hurried the Hell up.
//basically she just brought him back from this thread
[member=1477]Crow Roux[/member]
"Bring herbs! Hurry the fuck up!" she commands in a shout to whoever would hear her and listen. The tigress still did not enjoy standing around, being useless. She knew how to take care of wounds. The female looks around, letting out small coughs as she searches for anything nearby that she could use as something to soak up blood and clean his wounds until someone arrived. She spots webs not so far away and would quickly push herself into flight once more, wasting no time to tear them from the tree they're attached to and returning to Crow's figure. She goes over the main wounds he sustains - thrown into a tree, hit his head, clawed by Jervis. The male had cuts along his sides, and she would worry about those for now, as there was little she could do for the likely concussion in his head. Hopefully someone hurried the Hell up.
//basically she just brought him back from this thread
[member=1477]Crow Roux[/member]
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.