by eckvanet. » Sat Mar 04, 2017 4:20 am
((So, Dawn is Caltor's bot? Or you gonna make another character to own him?))
Cloud barely suppressed a surprised shriek as he was flung through the icy air, shadows below him momentarily dissipating in his shock. However, once he landed (Crashed, I'd say. Thanks, you dang bird.), he finally understood his panic. There, in the snow, was Icelena, bleeding and breaths shallow. He dashed over to her, not minding the odd cat beside her, and placed chesnut paws over the wound, listening.
Deep, three slashes, diagonal, heavy bleeding, five minutes.
With a nod and a displeased grunt, he focused his energy into the wound. Shadows consumed it, and soon the flesh began to stitch its self together. Sweat ((I KNOW DOGS DONT SWEAT SHADDAP)) fell from his forehead as he exherted much energy into healing Icelena. After a few more moments, he sat back on his haunches and sighed in relief. He'd saved her, but she still lost much blood and any more violence on or around the stomach would cause internal bleeding.
"There... I may have overexerted myself a bit, Caltor, so would you be... so kind as to carry her with me to...to the hospital?" he said through gasps.
farewell, cs. selling all my pets for art