The walk with the injured brute had been tough on Indigo, for she was only a small and weak wolf. By the time they set foot in Blossom Field her white pelt had patches of blood from Darkness's wounds. She led him and Winter over to a large shady tree, underneath was bedded with flowers. She slumped the injured brute down and peered around, quickly. "Wait here, I think I know something that'll stop the infection on your wound," Indigo instructed and jogged off. Soon the ivory fae returned, a twig covered in spider web in her maw. She dropped the item near Winters paws and sat down. "Apply these onto his wounds, they should stick for now - they'll fall off when his wounds aren't so fresh. He'll have less chance of infection with these, too." With a soft sigh Indigo sat down and glanced at Darkness, a frown wrinkling up in her forehead. "What were you doing fighting anyway?" Indigo was never one to fight, not unless she had to anyway.
|| Indigo The Shy || Female || Mateless || Pupless || Loner
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