gift of the night / o, injured child

✯ — It was Calum who spotted the group first.  The sharp-shinned hawk let out a loud shriek towards the marten, before practically diving onto the scene.  Sort of nice, considering he carries Lessa's own medkit, though there seemed to be supplies on scene, however a little late.  The Halo herself pushed herself into a run - she really should start exercising now that she was among a clan's medic team once more - and had to nearly skid to a stop when she caught up with her winged companion.

"Th-the medkit... Has a poultice r-ready," the marten announced, her visible eye flashing with alertness and worry.

She always kept a little jar of marigold poultice in her kit; just in case.  Better to have it on site in an emergency.  Without another word, the Halo unharnessed the kit from Calum, quickly removing the little container with practiced ease. Lessa spared a glance at the other medics for a brief second, then gently applied the poultice over the child's - why is it always a child? - throat.

"I-if there's so-something flat," she murmured, turning her eye towards Imperia, "I h-have a blanket... We c-can set atop it." It was not large - she could only fit so much - but it was good for someone of a kitten's size.

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