Stranded...

[Chains]

"I should be fine, wont be moving around for a while." I say looking at my splint leg.

[The Past]

Geoff removed the vine, then stepped back in, shutting the door. He plopped onto his rear by the others.

"Okay... I know, n-nothing, about first aid, so if anyone here does..."

((Who's Tuvalu? ))

[Farewell]

"I can smell his blood and the other furs blood..." She huffed "come on..." She says helping him.

[Angder]

((Probably a friend of agnders! ))

Fout shook his head as well. "I only know the very basics..."

[Chains]

"I'm not sure," I say.

[Chains]

I lost the fight with conciousness.
(Ill be back latter today.)

[The Past]

"O-okay, so all i know is that we need to clean and cover our wounds, but we don't have any water or... really, much of anything... I think we need to sacrifice part of our clothing... for bandages..."

[Angder]

"Some leaves also work..." Fout says, gesturing at his arm. "You have to sort of... weave them..."

[The Past]

"Okay... Chains gathered leaves for that hat. I hope there's enough left over in here..."

[Farewell]

"I do not know yet... Need to find the laku bush" she said softly as she walked through the jungle

[Angder]

Fout stumbled over, and grabbed a handful. "Guess I can thank his hat for saving us now..." Fout passes some to Geoff, then stumbles over to Chains

[Farewell]

She saw a cave with a wooden door still carrying the deer. She then knocked the door while her tail held tybalt up still

[The Past]

Geoff saw the leaves, but wrinkled his nose at them. They really didn't seem fit for bandages. Plus, he was clumsy at weaving under normal circumstances--tenfold now--and he needed to cover these wounds quickly.

In haste, he turned and bit at the sleeve of his shirt and ripped it a bit, then continued ripping the rest off with his hand and claw. He bit and clawed and ripped it into strips. This would have been much easier with his pocket knife, but right now that was long gone. He had to find that later, as soon as his group healed a bit.
He did the same with the other sleeve. That left enough strips for his major wounds, as well as for Fout's wound if or when he needed it.

Geoff began tying the strips onto his arms, aided by his teeth. He jolted when the door was knocked.

[Angder]

Fout Sighed. "Guess the wooden wall does look kinda conspicuous..." Fout moved over, and called out. "WHO ARE YOU?"

[Farewell]

"Zaida" she hissed. "Open, the deer is hurt." She said with a strong and serious tone having one of tybalts arm on her shoulder and her tail holding his other arm since he dragged his feet.