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[The Skarzs]

Garth suddenly grabbed Brenetta's wrist and pulled it back. "Don't you dare touch her!" he yelled. "I don't care how well you knew your brother, but I'll tell you this: he tied me to a tree, leaving me there with a dagger in my shoulder, he tried to take Arya from me, and he set loose cannibalistic vermin on us, and then attempted to kill me again!" He released Brenetta, who was sobbing from his outburst and what he had told her.

[Cornflower MM]

Brenetta ran away, crying and clearly frightened by the two warrior squirrels, and forming a plan in her mind. Meanwhile, Arya shut the door the squirrel had opened, swearing under her breath. She drew back her hood, and asked, "How bad?" The B had cracked open and was bleeding badly.

[The Skarzs]

Garth breathed in through his teeth, making a hissing noise. "Bad." He scooped up the herbs and set them on a table, grabbing the wash cloth to press it to Arya's face.

[Cornflower MM]

Arya groaned. "That bad?" She asked, rubbing one spot on her forehead that didn't have a scab on it.

[The Skarzs]

"Well, it's opened up again, and it's bleeding." He lifted the cloth and grimaced. "Might need stitching."

[Cornflower MM]

"Well, this is just dandy." Arya muttered, then sighed. "Okay, find a neddle and drop it in bioiling water. I'll see if I can find any thread, or something." She directed.

[The Skarzs]

OOC: I'm just going to time-skip so until the stuff is ready, 'kay?

BIC: Garth threaded the needle, making sure he had enough length to do the entire job once. He suddenly remembered something. "Hey, where are those poisonous herbs?"

OOC: Trust me on this.

[Cornflower MM]

OOC: Okaaaayyyy. . . . . .

BIC: "Over there in that drawer." Arya replied, wondering why Garth wanted to know where the herbs were.

[The Skarzs]

Garth went over and dug through them. "Aha!" he said. "This'll help with when we do the stitching." He held up a bit of nightshade, and began mashing it up. "This relaxes the nerves, and it'll dull the pain."

[Cornflower MM]

"You do know things about herbs, then! I'm proud." Arya said, a surprised, but indeed proud, expression on her face.

[The Skarzs]

"Only a bit," Garth confessed as he got the nightshade into a paste. "Learned what I know from. . . well. . . from a witch." He took a bit of the paste into his thumb claw and gently put it around the edges of Arya's wounds.

[Cornflower MM]

"A witch, hmm? Well, if they've got good herbal remedies, then why not?" Arya replied, not really caring at the moment.

[The Skarzs]

"I'll tell you another time."
Garth was finished with the nightshade poultice, and went for the needle. "Does your skin feel strange yet? I won't start until it is.

[Cornflower MM]

"Okay. And yeah, it does." Arya said, eyeing the needle.

[The Skarzs]

"Alright." Garth took a deep breath. "You can squeeze my paw if need be."

OOC: If you want to skip until it's over, you can.