04.Apr.13, 01:03 AM
R'ana looked to his sink and for a moment wished she had her bag. Shanith caught it and hummed softly, reaching for B'run's lizards. Brat was willing to help, but it took the entire fair a moment to lift R'ana's messenger bag and place it outside D'hys's door.
Shanith thanked them with a touch of her nose and croon to each, watching them go back to B'run. The long little green laid down, eyes on Zeianth. She finally lifted her head and watched the hut in silence. The dragon felt bad, she had been sleeping. If R'ana had been able to wake her up...
She was unaware her musings were being thought loud enough that Zeianth could hear.My fault. I was asleep. Berruth was talking about flowers and I just fell asleep. If I'd stayed awake, I could have nipped this in the bud and she wouldn't have been hurt.
R'ana spoke. "I assume you want a more herbal scent than a flowery one? Maybe Chamomile and Lemonbalm...Thank you. I feel gross." She mused over scents quietly until Shanith nudged her.
R'ana headed for the door, opening it and blinking with surprised pleasure at the sight of her bag. She tugged it inside, and rifled through it quickly.
She spoke quietly to D'hys. "I'll be quick. I'm really sorry for interrupting your dinner preparations." She pulled out a tiny folding bucket she kept in her bag in case of any need, and poured some water into it, limping to the side with the filled bowl. She hadn't wanted to spoil his water, and knew she wouldn't use all of it. This way was better.
She reached into her bag, pulling out a small fat jar, and opening it. Redwort first, then water, then, if needed, numbweed. She added some of the water to the redwort, and began with the scratches on her face, using a soft cloth for it. As she worked her way down to her neck, she started to feel less like a walking a germ and more like herself.
She ignored the bite on her shoulder for now, and went to her arms, rolling up the sleeves of the robe and starting to tend those injuries. Thankfully everything but her knee felt minor. Had the firelizards been playing and not known they were being too rough?
Shanith reached for Zeianth.She's a bite on her shoulder where she can't reach easy. She might ask yours for help, if I can convince her that D'hys won't care about her stupidity scars.
Inside, R'ana was shifting from ehr left leg to the right. That leg was the worst, her knee already beginning to swell and the scrape from her stumbles bad enough to make her wince. R'ana shook as she began to clean it, biting her lip to keep from making any noise. "Does your offer of a bandage still hold?"
Shanith thanked them with a touch of her nose and croon to each, watching them go back to B'run. The long little green laid down, eyes on Zeianth. She finally lifted her head and watched the hut in silence. The dragon felt bad, she had been sleeping. If R'ana had been able to wake her up...
She was unaware her musings were being thought loud enough that Zeianth could hear.
R'ana spoke. "I assume you want a more herbal scent than a flowery one? Maybe Chamomile and Lemonbalm...Thank you. I feel gross." She mused over scents quietly until Shanith nudged her.
R'ana headed for the door, opening it and blinking with surprised pleasure at the sight of her bag. She tugged it inside, and rifled through it quickly.
She spoke quietly to D'hys. "I'll be quick. I'm really sorry for interrupting your dinner preparations." She pulled out a tiny folding bucket she kept in her bag in case of any need, and poured some water into it, limping to the side with the filled bowl. She hadn't wanted to spoil his water, and knew she wouldn't use all of it. This way was better.
She reached into her bag, pulling out a small fat jar, and opening it. Redwort first, then water, then, if needed, numbweed. She added some of the water to the redwort, and began with the scratches on her face, using a soft cloth for it. As she worked her way down to her neck, she started to feel less like a walking a germ and more like herself.
She ignored the bite on her shoulder for now, and went to her arms, rolling up the sleeves of the robe and starting to tend those injuries. Thankfully everything but her knee felt minor. Had the firelizards been playing and not known they were being too rough?
Shanith reached for Zeianth.
Inside, R'ana was shifting from ehr left leg to the right. That leg was the worst, her knee already beginning to swell and the scrape from her stumbles bad enough to make her wince. R'ana shook as she began to clean it, biting her lip to keep from making any noise. "Does your offer of a bandage still hold?"