Fajebin, Skittles

The ghostly hued male entered the area, filled with the scent of humans and other such animals. With a normal wound he would never venture here, but in this case, where the human bullet had been the culprit, he would take the chance. In the back of his mind he knew that this human could kill him any moment, but storys had revieled no such thing, which was his only comfort. So with his desperation for help at large, his pistons carried him near the home, a quick snap of his dial made to allow his hazels pool to fall on Skittles.

"What do you want?"

He winced abit as unwanted preasure was put on his sholder, the blood stained area was obviously one of his injurys from the battle. His breathing was unaturaly deep and wheezy, yet another location of a problem.

The mixed painted mascue had followed his brother here, obviously far more worried then their sister, whom had stayed behind. But it might as well be for the btetr, had she been here, Fajebin's chances of being saved were slim due to Whispers hate of ALL humans. She would rather die with pride, unhelped by a human hand than accept help from them in any such way. In an instant his peaks perked at his brothers voice, a slight snicker released before he turned around. "Nothing brother... nothing at all." His tone held almost a threat to it, but it was just how he was raised, and in this case it ment nothing. With this said he left, to find Whisper, and to await the return to Fajebin.

Lady & Starlit Eyes

The hybrid guardian of the Farm quickly picked up on the voices and scent of blood. They were strangers to her nose, so quickly Starlit was put on guard. The blackish gray canine alerted her master of Fajebin's presence.

The lady peeked out of the door and spotted the wounded creature, then disappeared. A moment later she appeared again with a medical kit and walked slowly towards the wolf. As she approached him, she moved very cautiously and spoke in a light, crooning voice. Her skilled eyes studied every movement Fajebin made, judging his temperment and reaction towards her. In all her years, she grew very knowledgable in the language of various wildlife. Now she was looking to see if Fajebin would offer her trust, aggression, fear... she was ready for anything. As soon as he temperment was decided, she could go about helping his wounds.

Starlit Eyes trotted beside her master, also judging Fajebin. But unlike the old lady, Starlit had far better means of communication. "Don't harm my master, and she will do her best to heal you." the hybrid cautioned. This was a warning she gave to everyone, and not everyone followed it.

Fajebin

The demon caught the dogs scent, harks alert and pools never leaving her form. A human scent made him a bit nore cautious, but if he was going to be fixed he would need patience and at least a bit of trust. If the human could help, he would harm her not, and possibly protect the area if a time came when they needed it, but that was only fi he could be helped. With Starlit Eyes words, he noded abit, watching the lady, his muscles untences and harks a little less alert, showing his more calming mood.

Lady & Startlit Eyes

The lady read these signs and moved closer, kneeling down and continuing her talking, trying to convey her good intents to him. Getting within reaching distance, she knelt and opened up the kit. From there, she pulled out a bottle and took a pill from it. She stuck the pill in a peice of meat she had brought with her in a small sack and laid it infront of Fajebin.

Starlit Eyes watched all of this, her main goal to ensure no harm to the lady. "That meat will make you fall to sleep. Eat it quick. When you wake up, she will have done all she can to help your wounds." the hybrid assured him, letting her voice tune to a more considerate, caring one. Apart from protecting her master, Starlit enjoyed helping to care for creatures that would otherwise die. And Fajebin and the others were lucky that this lady didn't report Legedendary Wolves... she had cut it close a few times, but so far they have failed to catch her helping them.

Fajebin

The snowy brute watched warily, his peaks catching the dogs words. Though as a natural instict he sniffed the food first, makign sure this was imple it's purpose before allowing his jaws to clamp around the food, swallowing it quickly. With that his bod stretched abit, a yip let out as he rememberd his wounds, and his breathing sped up more. 'Mental note to self... don't breath for awhile' The brute almost chucled at his own thouts, but did not as a bit of sleepyness began to fall over him.

Lady & Starlit

Starlit let out a slight sigh, glad Fajebin was cooperating. It wasn't long before he was out cold and the lady could being to work on him. First she removed the fur nearest the bullet wounds and wiped down the area with antibacterial medicines to prevent infection. She made an insiscion in the shoulder to remove the bullet there, which she could easily feel beneatht he skin. Then she cleaned and stitched the wound.

The other wound was a bit more complicated. The rib cage prevented her from feeling the skin to find where the bullet was positioned. But by his breathing, she knew it was at least near the lungs. Using one of her various instruments, she probed the wound with expertice and caution and found the bullet and removed it. She was careful to clean the injury and stitch it up as well. Thankfully, the winter air would also help to stave off infections.

But his lung was a problem she could do little about. Listening carefully, she determined it wasn't deflated, or at least she thought. In anycase, she couldn't do much internally to repair him. It was up to his body to heal the lung, and she would give him all the support she could.

Now the lady retreived a tarp and hauled Fajebin onto it. Strapping up Starlit, who was use to this kind of work, she had the hybrid drag the tarp with the wounded wolf to the Barn.