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M seemed almost lifeless as she slept. If not for the feeling of breath from her slightly parted lips one would guess she was dead for sure. The feeling of safe wrapped around her in this place and when normally she'd be woken and in striking position with her weapon at the slightest hint of movement, she remained "dead" to the world.

Frowned, the child's ears twitched forward to hear the breathing before she slightly relaxed. She dipped some of the wet cloth in alcohol, lightly stroking it over the woman's wounds, she frowned a little worried, leaning in closer to check for any more signs of damage before wiping off any extra dirt with a separate part of cloth. Carefully and tightly, careful to not cut off circulation she bandaged up the worst of the woman's wounds. "Miss M... please be okay..."

Fey strode wearily into the tent. Her commanders call the night prior had lead to an intense round of fights. But she'd been worried all night about the young slave and need to see that she was okay. Hovering in the open area she saw her tending to a loyalists wounds. She looked at least more rested than she'd been the night before and Fey was glad. She herself needed to find her pallet so did not take the time to stop, there'd be time enough for that another night.

*the tent flap lifts as cho comes in* there is death in this room! who has brought death here?! *she went straight to astor*

Whimpers, shaking as her ears drooped down she peeked up with big scared eyes at cho, biting on her lip she moved to the side, ears swiveling worriedly. "Miss M is h..hurts.." Smiled sad but weak as she caught the sight of the kind lady from the night before leaving, then focused her attention between M and cho.

M was startled by no one else's voice but Cho's as she came in seemingly angry. Though she had bolted up, she was careful not to hit Rumiel, noting that she had been tending to her mess. "Miss Cho," M started, bowing respectfully. "I have returned to ask if I may reside here and possibly work for you for room and board." She looked up from her stiff bow, red eyes peering from the messy white strands of hair. "And I promise not to bring in the stench of war like this again." Though wounded and tired, she seemed already up to par.

*wild eyed and now winged cho stared unseeingly at m* all must be safe *her eyes rolled back and she fainted landing in a heap on the floor*

Yeeped in surprise as she rushed over and tried to lift cho up, clinging to ehr in surprise she just squeaked out worriedly. "M..M..Miss.. c..c..cho..?"

*a low rumble commences*

Even M couldn't hide the surprise in her eyes as Cho fell to the floor. It hadn't registered to her that it may of been her own doings. Seeing as M was used to her own bodily changes, she didn't realize others were not. Though still prominent, her claws slightly retreated, knowing she had to grab cloth and human skin - in which she didn't need to tear. "Miss Cho, are you alright?" She began jogging over to the passed out body and got on her knees to move Cho's head onto her lap for a more softer resting place. "Rumiel, get some cold damp cloths for Miss Cho, please."

I'm awaaaaaaaaaaaakeee.

Hermes woke me up. xD;

*cho's body began to convulse lightly as a light seemed to spread through the tent, all those inside it felt a warm refreshing sensation as all wounds began to heal on their own and blood leeched away into the ground*


(hi batters<3)

M quickly shielded her eyes from the light, only peeking to see if everyone was alright before realizing what had been going on. She grabbed Rumiel's hand to comfort her just in case she had been scared.

Let out a squeak of surprise as she hugged to cho tighter, blinking a little nervous around the tent, yet relaxed a little, petting cho's hair with a small murr.

*the light faded as all returned to normal, cho however remained unconscious*

(bye sweeties, be back in 11 hours^^)

M could tell instantly that her own wounds had healed, but didn't let it phase her due to the task at hand. Cho was still passed out and they couldn't just let her lay there on the floor. "Don't worry Rumiel," M stated with confidence in her voice, patting Rumiel on the head. "Miss Cho is just fine. But we're gonna have to take care of the place while she rests." Cho had let out a lot of power doing what she did, M was sure of it. Carefully she got up, picking Cho up in her arms. "Let's go place her in a warm bed." She gave a small smile to Rumiel and started for the beds.