Post by Tashe on Jun 1, 2009 18:36:45 GMT -5
"Nature has its ways for sure." Nodding, the blond planted a fist on his hip. "Well there are flowers that are called Perennials, and some perennials can bloom all year round. Those are the type I'm looking for." He gave another nod, but a soft thump drew his attention away from the Greenrider. As he turned around, Nautic bumped his palm against his forehead. Skittering over to E'rro, the Candidate hooked the younger boy under the arms and helped him up. Although he tried to look agitated, the Brownrider was obviously more tired than a tunnelsnake thats been digging for hours on end.
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He finished up her second gash with a generous dosage of numbweed to the area. Yawning like a young child, E'rro screwed the top back onto the jar. "I think... I will." Attempting to get down off of his chair, the Brownrider wobbled and fell, smacking his injured arm against the ground as he landed. "... sssss." He sucked in a breath as he lay through the pain that radiated throughout his arm. Pushing himself up, E'rro felt a pair of strong arms help him to his feet, grumbling when he realized it was Nautic that the hands belonged to. He hadn't thought the older boy was that strong, he really shouldn't have judged his strength by his height. Shaking the candidate off with his usual silent refusal for help, he ghosted over to Dorava with the Candidate in his wake. "Get some one to clean her injuries with Diluted Redwort and then apply only a little numbweed after everyday. Aonith's wounds will need to be watched, the ones on her back..." He yawned again. "... are deep and have..." Another yawn. "... a greater chance of infection. You've been working along side me for a while now, I don't think I need to worry about you not spotting the signs of infection." Subconsciously he rubbed his eye, which was not surrounded by the normal thick coat of charcoal. "Uh... oh, the normal sevenday check up. Her primary wingsail should be healed by then, but the gashes to her hide may not be. Have someone cover the wounds if there is a chance of her getting dirty. Use cloth and... um... Ging, in its glue form to attach them. Its... good for the wounds to be exposed to air." Because he was tired, he hardly noticed he reached out and patted Dorava very gently on the shoulder. "They'll get better, don't worry. You get better yourself... kay... bye." With that, he turned slowly before moving off, dragging his feet.
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"Well it was nice to meet you Rider. I better go make sure he goes to sleep!" He flashed her a smile before trotting after his superior, but he stopped and turned before getting far. "Don't forget to be around when I deliver flowers okay?! I hope your Aonith and Val feel better soon!" Waving to her, Nautic resumed his course, catching up to the tired Dragonhealer quickly. And with that, the two of them where off to catch some sleep before each having to get up to resume their jobs at a later time.
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He finished up her second gash with a generous dosage of numbweed to the area. Yawning like a young child, E'rro screwed the top back onto the jar. "I think... I will." Attempting to get down off of his chair, the Brownrider wobbled and fell, smacking his injured arm against the ground as he landed. "... sssss." He sucked in a breath as he lay through the pain that radiated throughout his arm. Pushing himself up, E'rro felt a pair of strong arms help him to his feet, grumbling when he realized it was Nautic that the hands belonged to. He hadn't thought the older boy was that strong, he really shouldn't have judged his strength by his height. Shaking the candidate off with his usual silent refusal for help, he ghosted over to Dorava with the Candidate in his wake. "Get some one to clean her injuries with Diluted Redwort and then apply only a little numbweed after everyday. Aonith's wounds will need to be watched, the ones on her back..." He yawned again. "... are deep and have..." Another yawn. "... a greater chance of infection. You've been working along side me for a while now, I don't think I need to worry about you not spotting the signs of infection." Subconsciously he rubbed his eye, which was not surrounded by the normal thick coat of charcoal. "Uh... oh, the normal sevenday check up. Her primary wingsail should be healed by then, but the gashes to her hide may not be. Have someone cover the wounds if there is a chance of her getting dirty. Use cloth and... um... Ging, in its glue form to attach them. Its... good for the wounds to be exposed to air." Because he was tired, he hardly noticed he reached out and patted Dorava very gently on the shoulder. "They'll get better, don't worry. You get better yourself... kay... bye." With that, he turned slowly before moving off, dragging his feet.
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"Well it was nice to meet you Rider. I better go make sure he goes to sleep!" He flashed her a smile before trotting after his superior, but he stopped and turned before getting far. "Don't forget to be around when I deliver flowers okay?! I hope your Aonith and Val feel better soon!" Waving to her, Nautic resumed his course, catching up to the tired Dragonhealer quickly. And with that, the two of them where off to catch some sleep before each having to get up to resume their jobs at a later time.