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Originally Posted by Bright
He was glad a healer found him soon enough. He limped as quickly as he could to the nest, just trying to get this whole ‘healing’ thing over with. While doing so, he looked back up at the other tom with rather cold eyes which said something in between “hurry up,” “I’m about to black out, help” and “I don't know who the heck you are, but I better walk out this den alive and in one piece.” When he finally made his way to the nest, he immediately collapsed onto his belly, though he stayed awake. He looked up at the taller tom, watching him. He raised a brow when he noticed the hint of apprehensiveness in his expression. Though he felt too tired to say anything about it. His ear twitched, which made him wince since it was the torn one. A bit of blood flicked off of it. He didn't feel the need of saying anything right now, as he might as well not waste what he has left on talking unless the healer asked something first. He just wanted to hurry this up and get out of here, and maybe even put the fighter who decided to pick a fight with him in his place.
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As soon as the tom lied down he started to work. The scent of herbs was very apparent in the den, even more with his shuffling to get the correct leaves. He mumbled the correct herbs under his breath as he picked them out with a claw, "Comfry...cob webs...Dock.." his voice was hushed,his english accent lacing through as he sorted. He picked them up with his maw gently, ignoring the slight taste in his mouth as his teeth prodded at the leaves. He brought them over to the tom,placing the leaves down next to the nest. He bent over him and sniffed,his nose close to the wounds on his ear and shoulder. "I will have to lick these clean to prevent infection, is that alright with you?" his voice was quiet and unsure, because he knew some cats liked to clean themselves instead of others. "And also,what's your name?"