07-05-2019, 09:50 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]Being that she'd brought herself to begin learning herbs when she was about four months old (her papa had hit his head), the female could find a way to work with most of whatever she was given - they may be optimistic. So long as she had two or so herbs that were useful for this situation, it wouldn't matter what else Leroy had managed to grab for her. And, she was determined to find those two herbs - even if it meant sending him or someone else back to grab them. Right now, she simply wants the bleeding to stop. The golden tiger would quickly push her paw into the basket, keeping one remained on Crow to clean whatever blood was there now. The first thing she spots is a common herb, and served the exact purpose she needed it to. Stop the blood. She pulls out the golden flower - marigold and chews it up, applying it quickly to Crow's wounds. "Is' okay," she says in a focused manner, carefully applying all of the poultice to the leader's scratches. She'd more to say, though her next statement is interrupted by another arriving.
Around the time the female she'd yet to properly meet finished speaking - asking her a question, she finds herself digging through the basket Leroy provided once more. If the blood didn't stop now, it would very soon. She wants it all to be cleaned up before she applies the second herb she'd need. And, the good thing was, if he didn't bring anything to soak up the blood, she could just use the herbs she didn't need. It was a waste, but she worked with what she had, and she didn't think the Tanglers would care too much, so long as the job got done. "I wouldn' let him die." The captain states between thoughts, mostly as a general statement rather than a direct answer towards the female's question. "It wouldn' be very cool for me to, after all." The female offers as a joke (mostly to Leroy, given their former interaction), flashing a grin while she dug through the basket, her gaze remaining on it. It seems, for now, she'd have to stick with the unused herbs. She'd grab beech leaves - they were large enough to wipe off the blood, at least, and quickly use them for said purpose.
Whatever orders the next female was barking out, the captain didn't pay much attention, though she did note the question asked of her. She wouldn't respond immediately - she was focused. The process wasn't as easy as simply using cobwebs, but hers were all soaked, and she at least got the blood off of the wounds. The marigold would do the trick. Now, she simply wants to top it off to help them heal easier, and, luckily, there were plenty of herbs that should help with that. The first she'd find would be stinging nettle, so the tiger chews the leaves, applying them to the male's wounds. When finished, she would look around. "Could some grab me some more bandages or cobwebs?" It wasn't ideal to have him laying in the mud, blood still on his fur due to the beech leaves being unable to soak it up, just move it around. "D' y'all even have a medic here?" This wasn't to sound disrespectful (the pirates only just got their new medic, after all), but simply to find out. If they didn't, she'd need to explain to somebody how to make sure Crow didn't make his wounds worse. "The war against the Pitt has officially begun. We're allies now."
Around the time the female she'd yet to properly meet finished speaking - asking her a question, she finds herself digging through the basket Leroy provided once more. If the blood didn't stop now, it would very soon. She wants it all to be cleaned up before she applies the second herb she'd need. And, the good thing was, if he didn't bring anything to soak up the blood, she could just use the herbs she didn't need. It was a waste, but she worked with what she had, and she didn't think the Tanglers would care too much, so long as the job got done. "I wouldn' let him die." The captain states between thoughts, mostly as a general statement rather than a direct answer towards the female's question. "It wouldn' be very cool for me to, after all." The female offers as a joke (mostly to Leroy, given their former interaction), flashing a grin while she dug through the basket, her gaze remaining on it. It seems, for now, she'd have to stick with the unused herbs. She'd grab beech leaves - they were large enough to wipe off the blood, at least, and quickly use them for said purpose.
Whatever orders the next female was barking out, the captain didn't pay much attention, though she did note the question asked of her. She wouldn't respond immediately - she was focused. The process wasn't as easy as simply using cobwebs, but hers were all soaked, and she at least got the blood off of the wounds. The marigold would do the trick. Now, she simply wants to top it off to help them heal easier, and, luckily, there were plenty of herbs that should help with that. The first she'd find would be stinging nettle, so the tiger chews the leaves, applying them to the male's wounds. When finished, she would look around. "Could some grab me some more bandages or cobwebs?" It wasn't ideal to have him laying in the mud, blood still on his fur due to the beech leaves being unable to soak it up, just move it around. "D' y'all even have a medic here?" This wasn't to sound disrespectful (the pirates only just got their new medic, after all), but simply to find out. If they didn't, she'd need to explain to somebody how to make sure Crow didn't make his wounds worse. "The war against the Pitt has officially begun. We're allies now."
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.