The marble pelted wolf lay stranded and soaking upon the sand as deep feelings searing pains gripped her with hands as strong as vises. She was bleeding, and badly. There weer deep puncturing teeth marks upon her leg which had obviously been grabbed at by some sort of attacker though there was no signs as to where or who they were. If someone were looking down at her they might have seen her blood sodden pelt was also washed with bitterly cold sea water that was making it matted and thick. She was shaking terribly and was struggling to keep her eyes open but prayed that someone from the clan would be along soon to find her.
Skull Clan Nurse Test Thread (P) - Vannie
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maxon had just rounded a tree trunk when he spotted the wolf. immediately, the brindle male was at her side, wide eyed in surprise. his thoughts snapped back to his pack life, and he jumped to action. "what happened to you? more importantly, what bit you?" he asked, knowing that if she couldn't talk, he could simply use his telepathy.
max could see the water on her coat and could smell the river. she was going to freeze, like this. he had no blankets with him, so he sat beside her. he was an english mastiff, and large for his breed, making him quite a bit bigger than the wolf. the male had always joked that he was a living space heater, the way his brindle coat attracted sunlight, causing him to radiate warmth.
hopefully, he could warm her up enough for now. he pulled his black and grey bandanna from his neck, one of his favorite human items he had collected, and attempted to tie it on her leg, hopefully enough to slow the blood until he found the proper items to treat her.
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