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Post by nighty! on Feb 22, 2008 20:47:47 GMT -5
Flower slowly walked toward the healer's den hoping that someone would be there to check what was wrong with her and how come she was getting rabbies. The fae looked around not surprised that no one was there because of the meeting. Riku's and her pups were at the nursery sleeping from what had happened a while ago and shouldn't go to it anyways, just in case.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 24, 2008 1:41:09 GMT -5
Mist loped into the den, collapsing at the entrance. Her breathing was labored and rickety, and though she tried, she hadn't the strength to lift herself from the cave floor. She began slipping into unconsiousness, the beginning sensations of losing a life starting.
Winnie gasped in shock, which set off another coughing spurt from her. She tip-toed around Mist's still, numb form, then looked around desperately for Adrian.
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Post by Sheera on Feb 24, 2008 1:48:40 GMT -5
Adrian jumped awake, he had dozed off. He hadn't slept in three days, and the other days he had little sleep. He shook his head awake and ate a herb to keep awake. He then grabbed three tri-colored herbs and gently pushed them near Mist's nose. "Eat these..."
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 24, 2008 1:53:54 GMT -5
Mist had already passed into the point of no return. A few moments later, she was jolted into life once more. Mist had lost her first life. She ate the herbs gratefully and dragged herself to one of the nests in the back.
Winnie waited patiently off to the side, signalling with her tail to treat Flower first.
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Post by Sheera on Feb 24, 2008 2:07:51 GMT -5
OCC: Who's winnie?
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 24, 2008 2:10:27 GMT -5
(Uh...the other wolf I first posted with. Her real name's Winter, but I call her Winnie XD She's a neophyte )
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Post by Sheera on Feb 24, 2008 2:12:12 GMT -5
OCC: Ah... I see... *is confused* My brain is fuzzled up today XP
Adrian quickly hurried to Flower's side with a new batch of the same herbs. They would help-- but cure. Impossible.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 24, 2008 2:16:36 GMT -5
Winter looked at her mother with worried, pained eyes. She couldn't stand it if any more of her family passed. The loss of her father was already hard enough to bear. Her bottom lip trembled slightly, and she found herself looking to Adrian for help. She felt fragile, exposed, useless...
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Post by Sheera on Feb 24, 2008 2:38:42 GMT -5
Adrian briskly ran from Flower and back to the herb store. She was doing everything he could. He made herb mixes, and he decided quickly that he would not use the mixture that put the cough in remission for a short period of time. It actually did calm the cough, for about three hours then it was back. He used that very seldomly, because it contained of many poisnous plants, and these plants could not be overly dosed into the mixture, or fatal results would be called upon. He made a mixture made up of honey, the mustard root, a slight dash of tarragon, three cloves, a slice of fresh ginger root, a dash of dried horehound leaf, a slight dazzle of horehound flowering, and a whole celedine plant.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 24, 2008 2:41:48 GMT -5
Dizziness now plauged Winter, and she swayed on her paws. She began to see doubled images, vision blurry and formless. "Uhh-uhh..." she groaned, bumping into the cave wall.
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Post by Sheera on Feb 24, 2008 2:46:56 GMT -5
Adrian raced the mixture towards a warm, fresh den near the back and he placed it at its side. Next the neophyte grabbed Flower's scruff, and with much difficulty began the slow... long trudge about eight feet from where they stood. He was very small, and he was starved, and hadn't had much sleep. He had only been staying awake due to a rare herb that consisted of many acids that awoke your inner self. He finally reached the nest and he shifted her into it. He made it comfortable then he moved the mixture towards her maw.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 24, 2008 2:50:45 GMT -5
Winter's head hit the rock with a sickening *crack*. She fell to the floor, a small incision in her head. Blood began to trickle steadily from the wound. She moaned in pain, tears sprouting in her eyes. She was still very young -- and now facing concussion. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she lost sight. Unconscious.
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Post by Sheera on Feb 24, 2008 3:11:18 GMT -5
OCC: good GOD XP Doesn't he have enough other than not knowing his mentor just died and screamed four names of the wolves that will save the wolven race?
Adrian raced to her side, and now desperately hoped Kiara would race in to tell him what to do to a wolf with a concussion. Like she had said, he had much learning to do. He had the basics down, now he needed the majors. He grabbed her by the scruff and pulled her to a clean nest. He pressed cobwebs on her head and forced herbs down her throat.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Feb 24, 2008 9:19:41 GMT -5
Bree padded in, she saw her neophyte. The little lump of fur did it again. She hurt herself, "Adrian , I think I can help," she woofed. When she was a neophyte she had seen Kiara tend to another neophyte, "You going to need to stop the bleeding first, and maybe give her pain killers when she wakes up. Also you need to make sure her head stays stiff so it can heal," she woofed, "That's only the stuff I can remeber when I watched Kiara do this," she licked Winnie's pelt and ran a paw over it checking for any inguries to her neck.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 24, 2008 13:01:18 GMT -5
Mist was still out col in her nest -- She hadn't slept for quite a few days.
Rye glanced around the corner of the den. He'd heard Winnie had been injured, and had become too nervous to wait. "Is she gonna be alright?" He woofed, voice hopeful.
Winnie grumbled again and attempted to roll over. XD
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