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[The Skarzs]

"Hullo!" Garth called. "Is there anybeast who can take a look at a creature's wounds?"

[Cornflower MM]

At that, Arya felt like smacking the rather insensitive male squirrel. But she didn't. She could always refuse, after all. It was her own face. She knew how to deal with it.

[The Skarzs]

OOC: He meant his wounds as well. Bren DID stab him in the shoulder, and slash his face.

BIC: The mouse stayed where he was until they came closer. "Do you come in peace?" he asked them.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Yes, Skar. I know. Didn't know it was wrong for Arya to plot.

BIC: "Yes, sir. We come in peace." Arya answered.

[The Skarzs]

OOC: Sorry.

BIC: The mouse brought them to a building where he said they could get what medical help they needed.

[Cornflower MM]

"Thank you, sir." Arya said graciously.

[The Skarzs]

Garth opened the door, allowing Arya to go in first if she wanted to.

[Cornflower MM]

"Thanks." Arya said, slipping in the open door quickly.

[The Skarzs]

It was nice on the inside of the building, the floors clean and the windows holding plants and herbs growing in pots. There was a silence in there, only the slight movement of a vole attending to a patient making any noise.
Garth rubbed his bloodied shoulder, knowing that it would probably need to be sewn up. "Excuse me?" he said softly.
"Just a moment," the vole answered.

[Cornflower MM]

Arya took one look at the pateint, and walked quietly over. "No, no. The bandage will stay on better if you wrap it like this." She said quietly, showing the vole, who had a surprised look on his face, but letting her take the bandage.

[The Skarzs]

Garth was surprised as well, but he decided not to say anything. Even though she would probably tell the vole what to do, it was better that the vole helped Arya since he had more medical experience than the male squirrel.

[Cornflower MM]

After finishing the bandage, Arya smiled (Unfortunately, they couldn't see that.) "looks like you're good to go." She told th r teen mouse, who shrugged and ran out with a nod of thanks. Still kneelung, Arya drew in a deep breath and let it, noticing a slight wheeze in her breath. The vole noticed it, too, and started saying something about he'd like to look at her throat his paw moving upwards as he spoke. Arya ' s right paw flashed out caught the vole's, three inches from the hood. "Remove the hood without my permission, and die." She said in a quiet, deadly voice. After a moment, she realized the vole and squared her shoulders. "Please, sir. Treat Garth." She requested, stand I ng up.

[The Skarzs]

Garth placed a paw on Arya's shoulder as he spoke to the vole. "She's. . . been through a lot." The vole was silent for a moment. "Since the miss has more experience than I, perhaps she'd like to use what medical supplies I have to treat you herself."

[Cornflower MM]

Arya blinked  surprised. "Are you sure, sir?" She asked. When the vole nodded, she sighed, but nodded her head in agreement. The vole started getting herbs out of cupboards, and generally dithering about. It was driving her crazy. "Sir, I think I can manage. Perhaps there's something else you'd like to do?" The vole smiled, and after a little more talk he was out the door. Well, leaning against it on the outside part, whittling.  "Much better." Arya sighed in relief, taking off her hood. "Can't really see we with it on. " She ex lined before motioning for Garth to sit. Moving about, she produced a bowl and scooped some water that had been on in a pot over the fire into. "This might sting a little, okay?" She warned before dipping a clean rag in and wetting it.

[The Skarzs]

"Couldn't be worse than getting stabbed in the first place," Garth mumbled, sitting down in the indicated chair.