[ When she was sure he wasn't going to die on her, she'd slipped back to town for their things, and to see if there was much around by way of food. A risk to leave him unattended, but she had faith in her speed, and she honestly expected him to be out for the next while.
She's just outside the den when he wakes, and it's hard to miss the sound of him struggling to breathe. She rushes in, knapsack and bow slung over her shoulder, a dead rabbit dangling by the ears in one hand. ]
Peter?
[ she sets their things aside, and crouches next to him. Her tattoos are already glowing, and she rests her hand on his chest again, letting her magic heal and soothe. ]
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She's just outside the den when he wakes, and it's hard to miss the sound of him struggling to breathe. She rushes in, knapsack and bow slung over her shoulder, a dead rabbit dangling by the ears in one hand. ]
Peter?
[ she sets their things aside, and crouches next to him. Her tattoos are already glowing, and she rests her hand on his chest again, letting her magic heal and soothe. ]
Easy. You're okay. Just breathe.