take you to the dark side ➺ injury & border skirmish

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DO YOU MIND IF I WILD OUT

AUBERON -- MASC/NONB. -- THE FROSTBLOWN -- SAGE -- MEDIUM DIFFICULTY

The child wouldn't have to wait long, he'd been out of camp when the first call had been sent out. Now he was back, and he was following the NPC that had been sent Oneheart and Margaret's way. Blindly following the valkyrie's scent, he crossed obstacles without thought and soon overtook the NPC. He had to get there, she was as close to him as if she were his sister. When he'd been young, she'd been one of two that had openly accepted him. He couldn't leave her in her time of need!

Clearing the last few miles in a mindless haze of worry and frantic panic inside of his chest, he would come hurdling to a stop by One, snow flying under his paws. "Oneheart. Jadeire said you needed help.", damnit, his voice was cracking and he was scared, he couldn't be alone again, he couldn't face the world all alone. Swallowing a quick breath he would dart to his side, trembling with anxious energy. He could smell the pain and the blood and oh god he was starving but this was Margaret, this was his sister, his family, his groupmate. Giving a desperate shake of his head as he shivered, he would move to help Oneheart even the collapsed valkyrie's weight between the two of them. He needed her to be okay - though he couldn't speak those words he knew Oneheart suffered the safe fears as he but on a different level. Margaret was his wife, of course he was scared for her. Swallowing rapidly, "can you treat her eye?", he couldn't think of her injuries without hunger striking him deep in the gut, he was ravenous.

If his Valereader couldn't treat the injury he had to find someone who could by whatever means possible. He refused to admit that there was even a chance that the valkyrie might fall victim to infection and lose her life - he couldn't let that happen. He was the goddamn Sage - he needed to protect his groupmates and he was obviously failing, badly.

#psychosocial.