09-22-2018, 09:04 PM
Cosette was next to show up to the scene, a frown forming on her face at the sight of the disheveled newcomer. She wasn't quite sure what had happened, only aware that he was badly hurt, even someone as uneducated as her could see that. Her eyes flicker up towards Stryker. She wanted to help, but felt useless as she stood off, watching with concern etched into her face. Finally she comes closer, tail sweeping behind her, anxiety twisting in her gut when she sees him even closer. Would he even make it?
The serval swallows, looks up at the other Pitt member. "Wh-what can I do to help?" she asks, not wanting to see him die on their watch. She could smell the scent of others clinging to him. It only made her feel worse, imagining that others had been injured as badly as him--or worse.
The serval swallows, looks up at the other Pitt member. "Wh-what can I do to help?" she asks, not wanting to see him die on their watch. She could smell the scent of others clinging to him. It only made her feel worse, imagining that others had been injured as badly as him--or worse.
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