Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-31986068-20160429231407/@comment-31986068-20170226190122

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Rain blinked and in a few minutes the girl returned, and ran across the swamp. “Are you hurt? I bet you are. That scum was out on his daily sulking about some Guardian, he’s much more ferocious then.”

The girl, now close enough, panted and peered at Rain’s shoulder.

“I’m fine,” said Rain.

“You’re not fine,” said the girl, pointing at the deep cut that had sliced through the skin of Rain’s coat. Rain looked over and winced, suddenly noticing the pain.

There was a rustling from behind and Sparrow came parading into view with the rest of the patrol in tow. Oak somehow immediately saw the incision on Rain’s shoulder and cried, “Condor! What happened! It was that dirtbag Aquilo, wasn’t it! Oh, I’ll knock him into next week--”

“The human needs medical attention,” the girl, Condor, snapped. “Come on.”

Before she knew it Rain was in the healers’ den, sitting on a chair next to a wooden table, facing Seshlen and a white snow leopard whom was introduced as Illaw. Illaw wore light blue gloves and some daggers on her back. She also had light blue rings under her eyes as if she hadn’t slept for a week and the black circles had been frozen over.

“It got ya pretty bad,” said Seshlen. She turned away and called over to someone. “Branch, could you make a honey cover?”

A strange looking serpent thing came into view. It hovered in the air with tiny wings, and held an odd curvy yellow bandage in its claws. It flew over and handed Seshlen the bandage. Rain was reminded of a hummingbird.

Illaw got up and went to another part of the room where there were cabinets, retrieving what looked like a bundle of sage and some thin, wispy blue leaves Rain didn’t recognize.

“The Weavers will patch up this coat when we’re done,” said Illaw. “If you’re lucky they might even put some sort of charm on it. Gratil’s thinking of your apprenticeship. He says since you’re one of the Chosen, you won’t need much training... Maybe he’s told the Weavers and they’ll put a corresponding charm on...”

Her voice trailed off and she unwrapped the sage and the blue leaves. She set down the thick sage on the table, and when she was done, Illaw put a single blue leaf on top. Every time she did this her paw would thrust forward and there would be a sound like ice cracking.

When this was finished she bundled the sage and the blue leaves, who now appeared to be stuck together. She went to the cabinets, got out a mortar and pestle, and put the leaves in.

“This blue leaves are Kihlik leaves,” Seshlen told Rain. “They help with infection and other things. The juice tastes like honey...” Seshlen sighed wistfully. “Illaw won’t let me have any, though...”

Rain listened to the pestle grinding the leaves. Illaw went over to what looked like a mini-well next to the cabinets, took some water, poured it on the grinded leaves, and stirred the goo.

Then she tossed the bowl, sending the contents soaring in an arc above her head. In a flash one of her daggers was out and she threw it at the arc of goo which seemed to slow as it was pierced, and yelled, “Kihliksaggi blen frie!”

As soon as the words had left her mouth the goo solidified in front of Rain’s eyes and tumbled to the floor in a heap. It was blue-green, and looked like gauze and tape.

She opened the cabinet and withdrew what appeared to be a set of metal teeth. Illaw opened her mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and pressed the metal to her teeth. The metal teeth molded perfectly into Illaw’s fangs and she used the teeth to pick up the Kihlik-Sage bandage. Illaw padded to the table, grabbed the honey cover, and pressed it into Rain’s wound. Rain winced as Seshlen helped wind the blue-green bandage about the honey cover. Seshlen ran over to the far end of the room where there were several jars and mixtures of things, grabbing a large jar of honey. She dabbed some on the end of the bandage, making it sticky. Illaw pressed the end of the bandage onto the rest of it, sealing the splint. Seshlen took some more honey out, making her paws sticky. “Oops,” she said. “Guess I’d better go groom.”

“That’s disgusting, Seshlen,” Illaw snorted as her sister padded away to make conversation with Branch, the brown, little winged reptile. Rain watched him and saw little multicolored flowers and vines entangled around his body. They seemed to glow faintly whenever he got excited.

Sparrow jumped into the room. “There you are!” she exclaimed. “There’s been a big bear following me around and--”

A long serpent-lion slunk into the room. “Greetings, I am Ferris,” she said. Ferris was light blue and grey, with a long dragonlike tail and a pendant-looking item around her long neck. She also had light blue whiskers and antlers. “This is your sister, right? Maxim was bothering her. I guess he saw you at some point, and wanted to talk to you or something. He’s weird, don’t ask. Hard to pin down.”

Rain shrugged. “Okay. Thanks, Seshlen and Illaw!” Seshlen waved bye, sending honey flying through the air.

Illaw smiled.