05-24-2022, 07:02 PM
PLEXUS
✯ — You're not a monster, just a human
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Green eyes zeroed in on the worst injury, Inferno's paw. Digging through the medkit, Plexus pulled out a needle and some thread, his claws gingerly holding it. He took a deep breath to mostly calm his overstimulated nerves from spasming, moved the female's paw in the position he needed and warned, "Don't move."
His claws shook slightly as he cleaned the wound right quick, and started suturing the wound closed. Deftly making tight stitch after stitch to make sure the muscle didn't continue to damage itself, or break apart when pressure is placed on them. His eyes were sharp and focused as he lifted his paw up and placed more thread into the needle, letting his paw muscles relax once more, he finished the last few sutures with ease.
Gently placing Inferno's paw down, he placed the dirtied needle and leftover thread into a wrap so it wouldn't dirty anything else. He proceeded to pull out a comfrey poultice to ease any brusing, and carefully combed through the female's fur and pressed on places that looked damaged. Satisfied that there were no breaks (he could detect yet anyway), he began spreading the comfrey poultice onto some bandages and stuck them into the affected areas. It isn't a permanent solution, but one that'd help heal the bruises and minimize swelling until about actual thorough check could be done.
Swinging his gaze to Agrimony, his green orbs glinting with seriousness to be honest about any wounds.
His claws shook slightly as he cleaned the wound right quick, and started suturing the wound closed. Deftly making tight stitch after stitch to make sure the muscle didn't continue to damage itself, or break apart when pressure is placed on them. His eyes were sharp and focused as he lifted his paw up and placed more thread into the needle, letting his paw muscles relax once more, he finished the last few sutures with ease.
Gently placing Inferno's paw down, he placed the dirtied needle and leftover thread into a wrap so it wouldn't dirty anything else. He proceeded to pull out a comfrey poultice to ease any brusing, and carefully combed through the female's fur and pressed on places that looked damaged. Satisfied that there were no breaks (he could detect yet anyway), he began spreading the comfrey poultice onto some bandages and stuck them into the affected areas. It isn't a permanent solution, but one that'd help heal the bruises and minimize swelling until about actual thorough check could be done.
Swinging his gaze to Agrimony, his green orbs glinting with seriousness to be honest about any wounds.
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