Skull Clan Nurse Test Thread (P) - Rosalie Noctem

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    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.

    "Oh, dear."
    Rosalie had been walking when she scented blood.


    "my goodness. I-Is there... no, I have to do this myself!"


    Rosalie had to do this fast. Thank goodness she had some lavender-scented oils with her. She remembered dimly that that would help with shock.


    The sleek fem scanned the beach for something to put pressure on her wounds. There! a small cloth, a few yards away.
    Rosalie ran up and snatched it. Returning to the wolf, she opened the lavender oil and set it next to the wolf's nose. "Alright," she said, keeping her voice steady and soothing. "This may hurt a bit." She applied the cloth and held it there.
    "Please, wake up!" she begged the wolf.


    //running out of time for this! will be back