Cayenne was wandering Eridanus, walking the path she'd made by now. The grass had worn away to loamy soil with how many times she'd traveled it, and she absentmindedly picked and plucked along her way, thinking. She'd seen the snow fall start here a while ago, and she had liked it very much then; it still held it's splendor, even if the plants didn't really like it. But right now she had no eyes for its magic.

The ranch was progressing well, but she still had to practice with her magic while she was there; she was putting it off more and more as she kept finding gems around that kept getting hurt.

Seeing Bog hurt like that.....made her sick. She needed to get better quickly so that she could use that weaving spell without fear, but she had to put off practicing when she came across gems that needed her help, but she couldn't help them well until she practiced....

Round and round she went, biting her lip. There just wasn't enough time for all of this! She just wanted to be older and more skillful already, able to treat anything, but there was so much she didn't know.

She clutched a seed in her hand, and her magic sparked from her stone finger. But the turmoil inside her and the rising frustration backfired, and she felt the life ready inside the seed die.

She opened her hand and looked at it with a cry, shaking her head. No, that-that wasn't what she wanted! She felt like she just murdered a little child with her carelessness, and hot tears pricked her eyes.

Gently she lowered down to the snow-covered ground and buried it. She apologized to it, gave it a pat, then continued on her way. How foolish she still was.

@Arkrael

ARKRAEL

When I turn and walk away I'm not holding onto this I'm not wasting words on you I sleep alone in spite of it I'll do anything for you

A low snort escaped the Wolfess as she lay unmoving a good distance away from her den. Her fight with the wolf beast had not gone how she had wanted, but in all honestly she could not expect it to go the way she wanted to. Her neck was sore, her thigh was sore, her body was just sore. Their fight had been annoying. Scractch marks from his claws, the bite wound upon the back of her neck. That was truly the only main concern of hers. Even now she felt blood bubble up and slip down the sides of her neck, matting through her fur and clinging to any kind of dirt or debri that managed to fly by in any breeze that may sweep along the area. Snow continued to fall and by now a nice sheet of it covered over her onyx fur making it look as if her fur had turned white...with splotches of red.

She wished she was inside of her warm den instead of out in the snow, but she dared not go back towards her den in the event that the wolf beast would track her too it. Hopefully he wouldn't even step foot into her home. She would most certainly chase him out of it for he was so very unwelcome here in Eridanus. A scurrying along her back went ignored as she knew full well who it was. The little young dragon bat had been scurrying all over her, his thoughts nearly fogging out her own in his worry for his new partner.

It wasn't until the soft crunched of paws near by did heterochromia eyes pop open. The top of her nose wrinkled up as a snarl quickly pulled her lips back to expose her fangs. Fur bristled all along her neck and down her spine as the idea of just who it could possibly be danced through her thoughts. She heard Pheo squeak loudly in response to her own thoughts. She attemped her magic, to see who it was. Hoping beyond hope that it was not Damian coming around just to cause even more trouble. Though, as much as she willed her gem, as much as she asked for here magic to work, nothing came. Just the simple stark silence as she rested in the loamy ground that was slowly being covered by snowfall.

It would fail her in her time of need. She disregarded it quickly and spoke through her thoughts to Pheo. 'Pheo...fly up and over in that direction to see who is there...'

The bat scurried up along her back only to slow down and easily slide around her wounded neck before he continued on until he rested atop her nose and gave her a concerned look with his opal eyes. 'O-okay. What if it's dangerous?'

His words filled her thoughts and she attempted to calm herself as she tried to get a look in on the bat, but it only managed to make her go cross-eyed so she focused on something else. 'Then let me know who it is and find safety in a tree little one. Be quick, fly silently...' Her words met his mind once more and with one final squeak from the bat the little dragonbat fluttered off her nose and headed to see who it was for his new companion.

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She's continued on her way, the snow fall crunching under her little feet, her pack getting heavier and heavier. The sounds of the jungle seemed dampened by the snow, all of the lesser gembounds deciding to stay inside their homes to keep out of the cold. Up above, the branches rustled, and she looked up to see this really strange looking bat flying and looking at her. She stopped and stared back at it, and gave it a small, polite wave, then continued on her way. It was just a lesser gembound, and it wouldn't understand her anyway, but it meant something to her.

She rounded a small clearing along her path, but something made her stop. She turned towards a large furry lump under some snow and frowned at it, peering at it for a second.

Then it clicked, and she realized it was her friend, Arkrael, with her hackles raised and her teeth ready for another fight.

"Ark!" She called, grabbed her satchel and running across the clearing to her. "Ark, what happened? Are you hurt? Bleeding?"

Visions of all that had gone wrong with her wonderful Giant friend Bog came to her eyes, and panic set in. The gaping hole in the chest, the burn wounds, the tears and scratches and internal damage; it was terrifying to her, and she was afraid the same had been done to Ark. Her little hands touched all over the wolf's face, her black fur on edge and all over the place like a mangy cat. "You're not dying, are you?"

@Arkrael

ARKRAEL

When I turn and walk away I'm not holding onto this I'm not wasting words on you I sleep alone in spite of it I'll do anything for you

Silently Arkrael waited where she lay, not because she couldn't move, but because she was just tired. Only when a threat presented itself would she be on her paws. Auds twitched, listening as the paw steps began to come closer and closer and soon suddenly Pheo's words filled her mind.

'It's uh. Uhm. It's black. cat? Cat is that a cat? I not know. It waves at Pheo. Must be nice. Not mean. Black cat? Long tail...What's a cat...'

His words came jumbled and Arkrael could not help but relax as she laughed a little. Though, before she could respond to the dragonbat a voice rang out and her gaze swung over towards the noise. Cayenne. It was cayenne. Arkrael settled down as a smile curled over her features. Ears splayed to the side as the lemur frantically looked her over while spouting out one question after another. She shifted, pushing her nose against the lemur and gave a gentle nuzzle as if to calm the little thing down. "Cayenne, it's good to see you again," She spoke first as she heard Pheo flutter on back over and land with a plop against her head between her ears.

"No I am not dying. I simply got a bite on my neck. I'll heal at some point," She laughed softly as she rested her head against her legs once more. It truly hurt to move her head too much with where the wound was on the back of her neck. "Cayenne...This is Pheo," She introduced the little curious dragonbat atop her head. "He and I bonded a few days ago...after other dragonbats randomly attacked me. Don't know how it happened...but he can hear my thoughts and I his," She explained the lesser gembound who soon gave a squeak in response.

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She listened to Ark and slowly moved around to see what she was talking about; then flinched. That was a big bite wound, bigger than the tear she'd healed for Ark before. But this time, this time she knew what to do.

"I'm going to fix it, alright?" She said quietly, biting her lip. This wasn't as bad as Bog, this she could fix, as long as she didn't hurt anyone. With a quick glance to Pheo, she nodded her head politely and said, "It's nice to meet you, Pheo," with a serious look on her face.

She ran around then, searching through the snow for twigs and leaves hidden from the snowfall - she'd realized at one point that wet wood did not make a good fire. Then she ran back to Ark, cleared away a small expanse of dirt, then set a very small fire with the last remaining match she had from Tenn. She'd have to ask him to make more for her when she saw him again - she just encountered one patient after the other, it seemed.

She placed more of that relaxing herb - she really needed to give it a name - and pulled up her scarf so she wouldn't breathe it in. Then she took out her acorn and made the mush with her spit, sticky honey, and the red and blue leaves that would make it numb and keep it clean. She climbed up onto Ark's back with the acorn, then waited patiently till she was breathing at a regular pace. She still needed to clean it, before she did anything.

"I'm going to put something on the wound, okay?" She said, patting Ark's fur. "It's going to burn, but that's good; it means its working. Don't- just don't buck me off, okay?" She'd learned her lesson with using this rotten fruit juice on Bog. With her little hands, she picked and plucked the little pieces of debris that had gotten into it. Little leaves, a hair or two, but she ignored the small amount of snow. It was just water, it wouldn't hurt.

Slowly, she took the acorn with the liquid in it, her nose twitching at the reeking smell, then carefully applied it around the bite wound, around the rim of it, letting it touch the wound itself in small, even amounts. When she was satisfied that it was clean all around and inside, she set that acorn aside, knowing it was empty now, and picked up the mush. With a small sigh, she started placing the numbing and anti-inflammatory mush around the wound, but not in it.

"It should start to feel better now..." She said softly, knowing she wouldn't even be able to feel the wound soon, with the mix of the smoke and the mush. She needed it to be numb so she could close it properly.

Still feeling nervous, she reached out with her magic, trying to make it work, but she felt it snap at her and backfire, the force she commanded that usually tried to help her patient just go to town inside them. "A-ah," She said, startled, knowing she'd hurt them with her magic. She just hoped it wasn't too detrimental. "A-Ark, you okay?"

ARKRAEL

When I turn and walk away I'm not holding onto this I'm not wasting words on you I sleep alone in spite of it I'll do anything for you

A smile curled across her features and she settled down to let Cayenne do her thing. Pheo, however, followed the little lemur with every move she made. Squeaking with his curiosity as his thoughts nearly overwhelmed Arkrael. She eventually had to sooth his curiosity, whispering to him that he should just watch and learn. Audits flicked back when Cayenne began to explain what she was about to do. Just as she said when Cayenne put the mixture into her wound, Arkrael couldn't help the way her fur bristled or the way the top of her lip curled as her wound began to burn. Soon after it began to cool and Arkrael breathed a sigh of relief.

However, something suddenly washed through her and her stomach lurched. A groan of unease escaped the wolf as she shifted a moment, ears pinning back against her skull as she struggled to keep her previous meal in her stomach. There was a point where she was just about to rise to her paws so that she would not vomit in the same spot she was laying in, but much to her relief the sensation finally drifted away and she was left only feeling nauseous. Cayenne's words drew her attention and Arkrael cleared her throat for a moment.

"I'm okay Cay, nothing I can't handle," A grin caught over her features again and she settled back down comfortably. "You can continue...I'll be okay."

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OOC | Sorry it is so shitty
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She bit her lip, one hand gripping onto Ark's fur, worried that Ark would buck and throw up - she could feel the wave of nausea roll through her friend, and she called to her magic to just make it stop, so that Ark wouldn't have to be in any more pain than she already was. It worked, somewhat. She could feel the wolf relax, and tell her it was okay.

But she felt too nervous - every single spell she'd tried to cast today had failed miserably, and her confidence was shot. She just didn't feel right practicing on her friend and accepting the failures before it worked. She'd considered using her magic, and she'd raised her hand to start....but she lowered it, deciding not to.

And besides she could just try again later. For now, now that the wound was clean and numb, she could sew it closed.

When she was traveling around Orion and searching some of the many buildings, she'd found this little lovely silver needle and a spool of thread protected from the open air and the dust by a huge pile of rubble. Of course, she spent an entire day steeping the both of them in boiling water, which Tenn had helped her with, and she'd practiced with it on herself.

It hurt, needless to say. But in the concoction she applied around the wound, it should be so numb that she wouldn't be able to feel the needle go through the skin.

She took a deep breath. When she felt better, she would try that spell again, and make absolutely sure with her magic that it would be completely numb. But for now, she would focus on her task. "Ark...I'm going to sew the wound closed, okay? If you feel it, let me know, and I'll stop."

ARKRAEL

When I turn and walk away I'm not holding onto this I'm not wasting words on you I sleep alone in spite of it I'll do anything for you

It took awhile before her stomach truly settled down and shee was no longer feeling like she was going to vomit everywhere. Pheo was squeaking around noisily as he fluttered about. Audits shifted and turned back towards Cay when she began to speak again and she shifted one last time to make sure she was absolutely comfortable so she would not be moving around when the lemur was doing whatever it was she was planning on doing. "I will be fine," she hummed gently, closing her eyes as she mentally perpared herself for whatever this sewing was. Pheo's thoughts filled her mind and she had to soothe him down before starting small talk with the little dragonbat. Hopefully it would keep her distracted enough and Cayenne would be able to do her work without Arkrael becoming uncomfortable with it.

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OOC | I'm so sorry it's so late and small. X_X I have so much stress going on right now....-diees-
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(wow alright, I completely forgot about this here, rip me
also, what the heck is with this thread and always failing, its cursed or something)
She nodded at the wolf then got to work, sewing the wound shut on her shoulder carefully and evenly. This was different than practice, this was on someone else, and nervousness made her hands tremble as she looped the needle through each and every time. She swallowed. She had no room for nervousness, and neither did her friend.

"H-.....how is Cure?" She asked as she worked, her brows knitted together. Just...just focus on what you have to do, she told herself. Just focus on helping your friend.

ARKRAEL

When I turn and walk away I'm not holding onto this I'm not wasting words on you I sleep alone in spite of it I'll do anything for you

Arkrael's body soon began to grow tense as Cayenne began her work on threading her wound together. Though it was numb, there was still the ever feeling of a pinch that just wouldn't go away. She swallowed thickly as she tried not to think about what was going on back there and focused on Pheo who now sat before her, just a few inches away from her nose. Audits twitched when an inquiry was passed to her. A smile curled at the ends of her muzzle as she hummed thoughtfully. "She is well. Healing very good. She met a new friend and has been spending a lot of time with him...I have a feeling her parents will be back for them soon however. Which will be good for her..." Of course, Arkrael would be admittedly sad to see her go as she had grown quite fond of the feline.

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