05-02-2021, 01:45 PM
[glow=white,1,400]DO WE SENSOR OR DO WE FLOW ? — ｡+ﾟ.[/glow]
Providing for Tanglewood was becoming increasingly harder as the heatwave got worse. Prey had fled and if there was any prey that got caught by Tanglers, they all seemed to be mostly skin and bones. It was better than nothing, but Vigenere was getting frustrated at catching such small pieces of prey. Like Elsweyr, the savannah was attempting to hunt - that is, until he heard the scream that erupted. Vigenere's ears pricked at the noise and he straightened himself up from his crouch, tense as he opened his mouth to taste the air; trying to pick up the scent of blood or an enemy (namely, The Pitt) nearby. Neither of those were in the air though, but that didn't stop the soldier from searching for the source.
"Fuck, Elsweyr!" Vigenere growled to himself as he came across the lioness on the ground, seemingly in pain. Although he had no experience in helping a pregnant woman give birth, it wasn't exactly hard to guess what was going on - at least, given how Elsweyr already looked like she was going to burst. The savannah rushed to his leader's side, growling at her, "Stay with me, Els." Moth wasn't here. Moth isn't here. Fucking hell. Tanglewood had no medic to help with this and while Vigenere had some medical knowledge, it wouldn't help in this situation.
But there was someone who seemed at least a little more knowledgeable on the subject. With [member=18138]COLERE![/member] in mind, Vigenere attempted to reach out to his telepathically, "Colere. We've got a problem." With this, he would also try to send an image of what was going on, as well as where he and Elsweyr were. Hopefully the newcomer could be able to do something here, something to at least ease whatever pain Elsweyr was going through.
"Stay with me." Vigenere repeated his demand out loud, focusing back on Elsweyr. "Breathe slowly, take deep breaths." This was the least he could do right now, at the very least. But truth be told, he was worried. What if something was wrong?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]
"Fuck, Elsweyr!" Vigenere growled to himself as he came across the lioness on the ground, seemingly in pain. Although he had no experience in helping a pregnant woman give birth, it wasn't exactly hard to guess what was going on - at least, given how Elsweyr already looked like she was going to burst. The savannah rushed to his leader's side, growling at her, "Stay with me, Els." Moth wasn't here. Moth isn't here. Fucking hell. Tanglewood had no medic to help with this and while Vigenere had some medical knowledge, it wouldn't help in this situation.
But there was someone who seemed at least a little more knowledgeable on the subject. With [member=18138]COLERE![/member] in mind, Vigenere attempted to reach out to his telepathically, "Colere. We've got a problem." With this, he would also try to send an image of what was going on, as well as where he and Elsweyr were. Hopefully the newcomer could be able to do something here, something to at least ease whatever pain Elsweyr was going through.
"Stay with me." Vigenere repeated his demand out loud, focusing back on Elsweyr. "Breathe slowly, take deep breaths." This was the least he could do right now, at the very least. But truth be told, he was worried. What if something was wrong?[glow=COLOR,1,400] ━ ✧*:･ﾟ[/glow]