listen honey you're over. possible joining.

the taint of blood contradicts with the crisp air, and his nose can't help but wrinkle at the smell. largely metallic and far too common for his liking, but burro knew that complaining about it never helped. he just had to help in any way that he could, someone had needed him. he'll provide for them.

his steps halt for a few seconds, watching the scene. nothing hostile hung, just two injured cats. "i'll take 'em" an automatic movement, to get the poor cat some comfort. he can carry them just fine, but he'll smell heavily of gore until he can clean himself properly. for now though, he'll fret over them. making sure to get them as comfortable as possible.

but the other had been almost as bad. could he carry two at once? offer a shoulder? "what about you? ya' ain't looking too hot yourself." her body, heavily wounded at this point, it couldn't possible support her for much longer. he may not have been too smart with herbs and stuff, but he knew bodies. he knew his own inside and out. knew the limitations it had, knew what made one break, bend. "i'm sure we can get ya' both cleaned up-" he won't ask how this happened. a part of him didn't want to know, the other had simply wanted to focus on the now. and now, there were two cats to take care of.

DAISYPAW ✿
shadowclan - apprentice - female - 9 moons - tags

―daisypaw was almost right behind burrogrin, and the fur on her back rose just a bit as the metallic scent of blood hit her nose. she twitched her whiskers, the chubby calico stepping to the side to see what exactly was going on. one of her clanmates standing beside a - well, beautiful - black cat. should she step in and help both of them? or only her clanmate?