[Amalthea.]

An early riser was something Amalthea would never be accused of being, and yet for some reason the sun had barely begun to rise and her eyes were already opening. This was hardly going to be her day if such a start to it was any indication at all of what was to come, but despite that the girl was well aware that she should go ahead and make her way out of her hidey hole lest this day become just another in a long line of uselessness. And that was the last thing she needed.

No, no, what she needed was a change. Maybe not a big one, at least not at first, but a small one just to start with Thea would muse to herself as she stretched and shook herself out. Yes, that would be today's goal - do something different for once. What exactly she'd do she didn't know yet, but surely something would come up at some point in the day. Probably...maybe? Regardless, for the time being she just had to get moving before sleep called her back and so without really caring where she was going the girl would begin to walk aimlessly about. Eventually she'd end up somewhere and find something to get into and truth be told it really didn't matter all to her right now. (Then again, did it ever really these days?)

It was almost surprising to her, really, that she somehow made her way toward the huge tree within the highlands; someplace she couldn't say she visited particularly often. Amazing to see it may be, and the work that goes on within the same, but Amalthea stayed away from the healing arts far too insecure in her abilities to even consider such a trade. But, she supposed with a shrug and tilt to her head, maybe today she could be use even if it was simply by gathering up some herbs while she explore (not that she'd know what to collect in the first place, but surely someone else could sort through whatever she found and it would still save them time). So sucking in a deep breath to steady herself Amalthea would duck her head just inside the entrance and call out a quick, "Hello?"

[Traveler]

|➷| captive |➷| mover and shaker

"A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it."
-George A. Moore

#5C1310

His sides still ached, it felt like every time he tried to move his heart and head beat and banged so hard that he got dizzy and disoriented. Trav let out a slow agonized sound, trying just to shift to something more comfortable. His back ached from the force of multiple impacts, nape burning still from where Ki Tisa had ripped it way from him leaving bare skin. Honey orange eyes gazed out listlessly, his paws still shaking when he tried to move, his muscles fatigued from pain and stress. It was much better digs than the pits that was for sure, but Trav wasn't sure that anywhere was going to be all that great until he felt better. The giant boy fought the urge to just curl up and wither away, knowing it would hurt to contort into that position and it would bitterly remind him of his now missing tail. Every time he was reminded of his absence he sniffled a bit despite never having really cared much about it prior to it's violent removal. It was a piece of his body, regardless of his preference towards it, he did not truly wish for it to be taken from him despite any jokes he made to the contrary.

Hard breaths rasped out weakly, he looked funny all cobbled up with healing herbs like the stone wall. Patches and poultices; if anything Gemini at least tried to rectify their grievous mistake and Trav recognized that. Though it would not bring back his tail, and it would not help him heal any faster and it would not remove the trauma that poor kid probably witnessed and internalized. His leg ached where the tendon had been severed, the side of his face throbbing from the fangs of the Valkyrie mother. Traveler had honestly hoped that the healing process would have been quicker than his and his naivety was showing bad as he frowned hard. A giant paw laid over his eyes and he wished to go to sleep or be given a stronger painkiller; but pain was "good" or something of that nature. The giant Fringe certainly didn't feel that way about it, it's easy to say it's good when you aren't the one suffering. The sound of another caught his attention and he looked up weakly to see the ruddy head of Amalthea pop in the healer's tree.

Trav would study her for a moment, he decided she was a pretty lady, but didn't think he had the strength to grin at her like he normally would. "Nobody but lil' ol' me here." His tone was somewhat dejected as he couldn't imagine she was coming for him unless she was here to give him some righteous pain killers.  


ooc| I am so sorry about how long this took!