Lucky shot

“Sorry!” Vai frowned at the hawk’s obvious discomfort, though it seemed as though she was able to do more for him than she had first anticipated. The huntress was left staring between her bloody hand and Remi’s reddened feathers, though neither part of them bore evidence of any wound any longer. Healing? She was able to heal now? That was terrifying, almost - she knew the consequences of healing back in Northaven, but was that the same here...? Vai was drawn from her thoughts by Remi’s failed attempt to stand, his chirp of discomfort drawing a sympathetic smile from her. He’d just plummeted out of a tree - who knew what else might be wrong? She’d only healed a small cut in comparison. “Take it easy, Remi. You shouldn’t be moving around too much, a fall like that would knock the wind out of anyone.” She sighed, glancing about and trying to figure out the best way to get him back to the Sanctuary - hunting was off today, apparently, but the outing had achieved something; Vai definitely wasn’t thinking about the strange new world they were in anymore. Retrieving her now and quiver, she considered their options. “Would you take offence if I took you back?” Carrying a shapechanger wasn’t something one just did, and certainly not without permission. vervain where the wild things are