09-17-2019, 04:13 PM
Straw had been having an alright day prior to this. Padding around through town and enjoying the steadily-cooling weather wasn't especially productive, but it was nice for a mental health break. Hearing a couple of sneezes, however, she found herself curiously proceeding towards the source.
Then she smelled blood. Lots of it, at that.
Swallowing nervously, she broke into a run, her ears twitching as she searched for the bleeding creature. Finally, her eyes landed upon Stark, at his doorstep, wounds in his neck and the rest of his body dripping blood. Inhaling sharply, she ran to his side, watching his chest intently until she saw him take a breath. He was still alive, but he needed help now.
"Playerone! Warringkingdoms!" she shouted, looking back over her shoulder. Those were the only medics she remembered. Her voice wasn't suited for yelling, but in this case she would have to make it work. Clearing her throat, she hollered again, "Stark needs help!"
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Then she smelled blood. Lots of it, at that.
Swallowing nervously, she broke into a run, her ears twitching as she searched for the bleeding creature. Finally, her eyes landed upon Stark, at his doorstep, wounds in his neck and the rest of his body dripping blood. Inhaling sharply, she ran to his side, watching his chest intently until she saw him take a breath. He was still alive, but he needed help now.
"Playerone! Warringkingdoms!" she shouted, looking back over her shoulder. Those were the only medics she remembered. Her voice wasn't suited for yelling, but in this case she would have to make it work. Clearing her throat, she hollered again, "Stark needs help!"
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