Legs -1, Owies +10 [Open]

Shanith was upset.  She was upset with Oahvakeen, upset with D'hys, upset with Ravana herself...Though mostly upset with Oahvakeen.  The dragon would have happily ended it herself if it weren't for one thing.  One, and most important, she couldn't reach.  Two, she could feel the selfblame waiting to sink it's claws into her rider's mind.  Silently, she wished Ravana had never volunteered to help clean up healers hall and been trapped with him in the cave in.  Then Ravana might be able to walk away now. 

Shanith tried to reach Khaduceth and T'lian again and shifted from foot to foot, tail lashing back and forth in agitation.  She had been told to get him herself if need be, but her place was here, as close to hers as she could get.  Ravana would need her no matter what the fallout of this was. 

Shanith had known Ravana would be happier not knowing what Oahvakeen had done, but the cat was out of the bag.  If she could she would make sure the greenrider never learned who Oahvakeen had attacked.  Her rider's faith in the weyr's leadership was in shreds, but the dragon knew it would be best for all if it never completely died.  She would keep her rider from discovering Tyrrisath's involvement in this if she could.

Her rider was still reeling from the bluerider's words, her hands pausing over Oahvakeen's leg.  For a moment she couldn't bring herself to touch him.  Dragonslayer.  Someone who would tear a rider's soul in half.  Who would harm one that couldn't fight back.  Those thoughts hit the green like a load of bricks, and she shuddered with the force of her rider's revulsion and disappointment.  "Oahvakeen, what have you done?"  Her words were hoarse, voice roughened with grief and rage, Ravana's objectivity coming back to her like a flood of ice.

Ravana looked at him and nearly turned around and left.  In the end she took a breath and leaned on Shanith's presence in her mind.  To her rider alone, the green crooned.  You'll still be the woman I impressed to if you leave.  Ravana nearly stood, nearly left before shaking her head mutely as a thought hit her.  If he dies like this, my weyr will tear itself apart.  Northern Stolen will stand against dragonrider.  Find Talian.  Oahvakeen has to live and Talian's his best chance.

Shanith couldn't help asking, And if he lives?  What then?  Ravana shifted her make shift tourniquet, trying to make the bleeding slow.  The faint lilac tinge of his flesh worried her, made her acutely aware of the fact that her hands often held firelizard scratches and scraped knuckles and that only a moment ago, Stubborn had scratched her arms up pretty good when they had roughoused and the wounds wouldn't be scabbed over just yet.  She dismissed the thought as her imagination.  Nothing could act that fast, no infection could do this in moments, right?  Right? 

If anything killed Oahvakeen, it would be the leg wound which looked...bad.  Very bad.  Right now he was more likely to bleed out on the floor than anything else.  Shanith felt her rider's uncertainty and wish that someone, anyone was there to help her through this.  She felt her reject the thought as selfish, reminding herself that she had been supposed to be watching over Oahvakeen.  That this would harm anyone who came into contact with it.  At least Talian could hide behind a healer's oath to help any who needed it.

The green nearly went to her mate knowing Ravana needed help with this, but stayed there, reaching for Khaduceth one last time, trying to get the brown to hear her and bring his rider here.  She didn't care if the man bleeding out on the ground by her rider died, but Ravana did, so Shanith would do her best to help, as long as it didn't mean leaving her life partner's side.  And in time, she would make him pay for making her feel like this again.  Shanith would make sure of it.  If he lived, of course.

He'll need to be gotten to healing hall.  Ravana nodded tightly, then decided that she wouldn't have been told to move him if it would do more harm.  She found a chunk of hide, and with a wince at what she was about to do, loaded Oahvakeen up on it and began to drag it, with him on it to healing hall.  She knew she couldn't lift him, so this would have to do.

Edited to get Oahvakeen to Healing Hall.