I HATE THIS PART RIGHT HERE [open + injuries]

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    The fox had barely managed to escape alive.


    Everything just... it just hurt... so badly...


    The exhausted male dragged himself over the border, allowing his bad leg to simply drag in the dirt behind him, the other three shaking with exertion. Blood stained the fur over his right shoulder a dark crimson. Ah, speaking of fur. Said fur was matted and grimy from him being bodily tossed around. Deep cuts and a few scratches littered his body here and there, and the fox had become noticeably thin from malnourishment.


    Finally, he collapsed without a single sound other than a sigh, dulled orbs unfocused as he blinked drowsily. wait... no... he couldn't fall asleep, not yet...


    His time in the exiles had been terrible. First, they'd started with re-breaking his bad leg slowly, laughing in enjoyment at his pained outbursts. Then, they'd proceeded with cutting neat lines into his flesh. In fact they'd even carved exiles into his side in small, neat lettering. It had been a hell of a torture, but he'd finally managed to slip away when their guard was down for a split moment. and now? Here he was.

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    [align=center][font=italic][color=white]kyrissa trotted over, quite familiar with herbs. maybe she could help him. "he needs herbs quick. cobwebs for bleeding. Comfrey seeing his leg is possibly broken, and it could help with the pain. Sorrel as well. It won't do a lot, but it'll at least take care of the pain. I also need some moss for bedding around the patient." She spoke quite loudly, running into the trees to find what she needed.


    Gathering some cobwebs, she found the perfect source inside a small hollow hole in the tree, stealing some abandon webs. Carrying a stick, she gathered the herb quickly and kept going. Next was the Comfrey, which would help the broken bone. Sorrel was another, which would ease the pain. Seeing the tube like flower, she picked off the source and put it in her satchel, her mouth occupied with the stick of cobwebs. Finding the Sorrel, she picked the large spinach-like leaves, as she also found some bindweed. She had a old set of string, as she could use the bindweed to help his leg get into place. Walking over, she held the herbs and applied the sorrel, and hopefully he could eat some of them when he awoke. Putting the cobwebs on his shoulder, she saw most of the bleeding had stopped.


    Walking over to his leg, she added the bindweed and tied it very lightly with the thin string. For whatever the case was with his leg, it would need time to heal, and a lot of pain-reducing herbs to help him.