Nagaram

[Farewell]

"Oh okay, I suppose that's good." He quickly looked down at the blanket and his ears stood up. "Forgot about what, is that another injury?" Devin asked.

[Cifero Windtail]

The catfox grimaced, then carefully pulled the blanket away, revealing a pair of crossbow bolts lodged into her stomach, one in her upper left side and one right between her solar plexus and her belly button. There were also a set of claw marks on her upper side, and her abdomen was stained red with blood. "One of them tried to shoot you at close-range," she murmured. "...The claw marks were their last attempt at survival."

[Farewell]

His eyes widened and he nearly touched the arrows but stopped his hands just hovering over them. "Well why are you sitting here acting like it's nothing, we need to get you fixed up..." Devin said in a serious but worried tone. "You could die, why didn't you just let them shoot me I would've been fine."

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe carefully eased herself up, wincing. "I... I needed to make sure you were safe throughout the night," she said, panting a little. "I suppose I might've taken it a bit... too far...." She glances at her stomach. "....T...There's a surgery kit in my bag.... You're going to have to cut the arrows out...." She tries to get up, but, for once, her face is showing pain. "There's... There's a good chance that I've killed myself..." She looked at Devin. "...And... I...I couldn't... let them shoot you.... s... silver tipped.... " She breathed heavily.

[Farewell]

"Ok Ok, just don't move... I'll be right back." He said calmly before looking around, once he spotted the bag he ran over and grabbed it. He took it over to the catfox and looked through the bag before dumping it all out. "I don't know what I'm doing..." He stressfully murmured.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe motioned to a small, sharp blade. "Use that to cut them out, and.... the needle and thread to stitch everything back up," she said, laying back a bit. "Usually I'd heal something like this but the... the s-silver's messing with my system...." The catfox shivered. "You'll have to make sure to get the whole arrows out..."

[Razuel]

"We're going to head to town for food, and just get some stuff. Don't wander off." She told Raz carefully as the town came into view.

Devin held the blanket around him and got up. He approached zanthe cautiously looking at the blood a bit worried. He placed his paw on her shoulder and shook her gently. "Zanthe?" He whispered.

Raz made a sound in agreement and gently nuzzles the side of her neck, basically saying the he loves her, and this gesture was one that is universal to quadrepeds as a sign of likeness to someone, basically a sign of acceptance to say they're family in a sense.

[Farewell]

"That's it? Not like it's any better... however I've done this to myself. Do you know if anything is punctured?" He handed her a rolled up towel "Also I rather not hear you scream or anything like that so this may help..."
Devin said.

Zaida's ears perked from the nuzzle unsure how to respond however it was a little nice.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Viola lowers her ears and flushes a bit, glaring back at Al a bit, but not in a "no way" sort of way. "If you help us," she said, her voice keeping the same tone, "I will be your personal dancer for six months, and this... 'body of gold'-"- she motioned to her figure, her face flushing further- "- will be yours to do with what you wish, excluding acts of coitus and juvenile behaviors. If we come to like eachother enough, I may consider the coitus. But save that, I will do whatever you wish, and dance for you every night I am able to." Lifting her arms above her head, the hybrid slowly and sensually gyrated her midriff three times before stopping and crossing her arms under her chest. "....And that is merely part of what I can do."

Al cocked an eyebrow. "You'd go that far, just for some undead person?" The wolf closed his eyes for a second, thinking it over. Should he accept the offer, he'd have to drag Viola around and keep her protected. But, should he decline, he'd be missing out on a fairly good deal. "Fine. You've got yourself a deal." He walked up to Viola and looked her right in the eye. "Do you know what character is?"

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe nodded. "I'm pretty sure that my intestines were punctured by this one here," she said, motioning to the one between her solar plexus and her belly button. "The.... the other one's not in anything vital, but... it's still bad....."




Viola flushed softly, but looked Al in the eye as he spoke to her. "The mental and moral qualities that each individual possesses," she says, swishing her tail softly. She still had her dagger in one hand, and her sword strapped to her belt.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al scoffed and walked past her patting her on the shoulder. "No. Character is what you do or what you say when no one else is looking. THAT is what defines you." Peering down the line, Al couldn't see anyone else. "Come on. We've got to catch up to hot-head."

[Farewell]

"Ok I'll do the easiest one first then..." He said getting the blade and getting to work, being extremely careful as he did so.

[Razuel]

Raz rested his head on Zaida's shoulder and slowly fell asleep, his soft snoring clearly able to be heard by Zaida; This would tell Zaida that Raz trusted her enough to believe that she'd look after him as he slept.

[Cifero Windtail]

Zanthe laid back, biting down on the towel and managing to keep a brave face. Her abdomen was a bit hard to cut into since her muscles were well trained, but once it was started, it became easy to cut into that part of her stomach. The bolt was in about half an inch...






Viola watched Al walk for a second, then slipped her dagger away and ran after him.

[Dr. Alka Wolf]

Al continued down the line until he reached Jayce, looking behind on occasion to make sure that Viola was following. "Oi, Jayce, I've decided to change my mind. Your friend here persuaded me to help, in return for some services."