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Sariah loved storms, it was a weird thing to enjoy but whenever one was forecast she would make sure to clear her schedule just so that she could sit by the bay window of her house and watch the lighting crash across the sky. She would open the window just a little so that she could hear the crashing of the rain and then she would curl up cozy with a book for a few hours. It was one of those things she could look forward to and would clear her schedule for.
So when the forecast came up this morning for a storm tonight, she knew she needed to make it home from work on time to see it. She had packed up her things in advance and waved herself off from her fellow organization members before heading to the subway and getting the short train across the city to her place. She got in and greeted her cat, Ada, who was already antsy since this morning. She swore her cat was a weather predictor somehow because she always got in the strangest mood whenever one was on the way.
She fed her before heading up to shower and make dinner, by the time the storm clouds had finally rolled in and the rain was crashing against the window pane, she was cuddled up under a blanket. She had moved into her house after living in an apartment for so long and she felt spoiled by the amount of space she now had to herself. Originally she had picked a bigger place with the idea of entertaining her boyfriend but since the breakup it was just her. She was just up to the second chapter when she heard a strange crashing noise outside which took her attention for a moment but quickly passed but by the second one she was setting down her book and getting up to investigate.
It was the event tonight and god did things really go down horribly for Luna. She didn't even think it was possible for her to end up in a stitch like this. She remembered coming back from her late class and just listening to her music with her headphones covering her ears, blocking whatever noise made outside. The freshmen were throwing a gathering to get closer and she couldn't be bothered to attend. At first, anyway. She was just scribbling on her notebook, doing her own small notes that would help her with her studies. Luna wasn't exactly a diligent student but she does know better than to waste this opportunity not to be the best version of herself. Just because she didn't take everything else seriously, doesn't mean her academic standing was something she would like to risk. Not a chance.
The kitsune was then disturbed by a pebble being thrown at her window, it was only by swift dodge that the pebble got inside her room when she opened the windows, only to see her acquaintance that helped her settle here after she escaped from her home country; Natalia. The blonde told her that she received a few sightings that her brother was here in Evermore, of all places. That was how she found herself at the closed event that only those with an invitation could get in. Did she sneak herself in? Definitely. Did she find her brother? No. But she did get herself in trouble because she did come across two guys working under the rival gang. While she was in her kitsune form trying to lose herself from the two, she didn't realize there was a car on the road so the moment she crossed over, she got hit. It wasn't too bad, considering her healing abilities but her white fur is matted with blood since the hit was really strong and she wasn't that big.
The lack of focus made her propel further but fortunately, before the driver could get out, Luna had already limped herself to get away. The last thing she wanted was to shift back into her human form in front of what could be a human which is another trouble. It didn't help that the weather was already being grumpy, the storms were causing Luna to wince every time a lightning strike while she limped off to somewhere safe to take cover because the gash on her torso still needed to be cleaned. She thought nobody was home so she sneaked into someone's lawn after climbing over the wall but the fall made her howl in pain.
Sariah headed through the house before finally reaching the back door and pulling it open. She glanced around the garden before flipping on the light, it was pouring with rain so she needed to squint a little to see anything but then she spotted a pair of eyes staring back at her. She pressed her lips together for a moment, normally she’d be more freaked out by there being an ominous set of eyes in her garden but she was pretty versed to life in Evermore nowadays.
When she recognized it was an arctic fox the human tilted her head slightly “Are you hurt?” she called out towards the kitsune, or at least she assumed it was a kitsune considering arctic foxes weren’t native to Colorado. “It’s cold and the storm is blowing everything around...it’s much safer in here” if they could understand her then that would confirm her suspicions of what they were. Sariah wasn’t really sure what she had to take care of a wounded fox but she wasn’t the kind of person who would leave a person in need to fend for themselves.
The cold from the storm earlier made her find a shelter but the impact from the fall earlier was making her rethink every choice. But it was better than nothing… She had to find a place to rest properly. She could feel her side stinging and for a moment there, Luna wondered if her injury was worse than she thought it was because the stench of blood was slowly filling her nose, causing the kitsune to whimper as she tried her best to crawl away. She did have a tendency to underestimate a lot of things when it comes to her own well-being, that's what Ezequiel would always nag about. She misses him dearly, wondering what the younger male would be up to as of right now. The sound of the back door being opened caused her ears to perk almost instantly, she was wary of her surroundings, as usual, and this… person, must be the owner of this house.
The kitsune was hoping that she would not be at home but she is, now that just made things more complicated. But she does seem to be nice… or decent. When asked if she was hurt, she could only let out a whimper as she tried to scoot over, still being cautious of the human that was closer to her vision now. The blonde was right, it would be much safer indoors with the storm and cold, even as an arctic fox, she couldn't withstand the night, not when she's already injured like this and weak. It took her a while to realize hasn't eaten either, which was a jab when her strength was depleting. Luna pondered for a while before slowly moving towards the stranger from earlier, limping gently towards the door, only to howl in pain when she scraped herself against the surface of the floorboards.
Sariah had to admit it felt like a bit of a flashback for her seeing a wounded kitsune in front of her, it wasn’t the first time she had been in a situation like this after all. She remembered Orion had been in a lot of pain back then but confident that his healing was going to kick in and he would be okay. She didn’t know this fox the same way she knew him but she was never the type to turn away someone in trouble, she cared far too much for that. She shuffled a bit on the spot because it felt a little insane to her, to be talking to a fox in front of her but it didn’t take long for the white figure to confirm it understood her.
She gasped when the whimper came out and she watched the way she staggered a little because of the pain “Hey don’t push yourself too hard” she commented in a soft voice before watching as she came closer. Deciding she wasn’t at any risk of being attacked the human edger closer to her, widening her eyes when she heard the howl because of the pain caused by dragging the wound against the floor. “Okay...let me help” she insisted as she delicately placed her hands against the side which wasn’t hurt and her back so she could gently lift her and bring her out of the rain.
She immediately set her down once they got inside, closing the door behind them “I have to admit...I’m not really 100% sure what I’m doing but I want to help...I have some medical replies, I can get them and you should know you’ll be safe here...no one in their right mind is going to show up without my approval” she nodded as she hovered close to where the fox was “Do you think you can turn back?” she could get her some clothes if she needed them but Sariah knew more about first aid than veterinary care.
She has never, ever gotten herself in this type of trouble before. Sure, she has been in a lot of tight spots over the years, running here and there, always getting herself out of it because she only has herself to look out for, but never this bad. Being hit by a car seems like a less cool way to die, that’s for sure. Luna didn’t like being weak, even if she was probably at the risk of bleeding out, so that’s why she tried to push herself up, which did not do her good when she was scraping against the hard surface of the floor.
When the human offered to help, she hissed in pain as she allowed her to lift her up to go inside. As soon as the door was closed behind them, the first thing she did was eye her surroundings, from the looks of it and what the blonde said, she’s alone. Good, at least she knows she didn’t have to deal with more people. She wants her to turn back into human form, which shows that she knows she’s not a normal fox showing up at her doorstep, that should be a relief for Luna since she didn’t want to reveal she’s a supernatural creature to a human who had no idea another world existed. Despite being wary at first, the kitsune realized she had to shift back and treat herself because clearly, this person is not a veterinarian.
No choice, she muttered to herself and reverted back to her human form, lying in a fetal position as she whimpered softly, at least the mat was comfortable and soft. “Can I get a blanket at least?” she croaked out, god her voice sounds tired. Honestly, just because she could stand the cold from outside doesn’t mean she wasn’t already shivering from the depleting energy of hers earlier, her fur would cover her but that’s the least of her worries when it was coated with blood. The wound was on her left torso, as well as other minor injuries to her ankle and arm. "Thanks for... taking me in" she mumbled, but god was she bloody. "I'm Luna..."
Sariah had to admit her heart was beating at double speed because there was no way to know she could trust this therian or what had happened to get them into trouble like this, maybe they had hurt someone and were being chased down. But it also wasn’t in Sariah’s nature to abandon someone in need and she could tell for sure she was in danger. After the fox nodded as though to indicate she was going to turn, the blonde nodded her head and headed into the next room to look for a first-aid kit, along with a blanket. She placed a hand over her eyes as though to polite before reaching the blanket out towards her “Wait here for just a moment and I’ll get you some clothes” she didn’t want to make her feel uncomfortable.
She quickly dashed through to her bedroom and grabbed an oversized shirt, she didn’t know the girl’s size after all and she wanted to make sure it didn’t press on the wound she’d sustained. When she came back, she looked back at the young-looking female and softened her gaze slightly as she shuffled closer and placed the shirt down “Sorry I don’t have anything more...fashionable” she quipped before trailing her eyes slightly “Sariah” she responded to her greeting “And you don’t need to thank me, it’s common human decency to want to...help people” she nodded.
She moved towards the first aid kit before grabbing a clean washcloth so she could wet it “Are you in a lot of pain? Can you move?” she questioned as she came closer towards her, a hesitant expression on her face “I have medical training from my work, it’s compulsory and I’m sad to say I’ve had to use it a few times but...I can help” she kept her voice soft and gentle, she didn’t want to scare her.
It's common sense to help another when they're in distress but the kitsune knows well enough that the world isn't black and white, and nobody would help another easily. Not without expecting anything in return too. When she was offered the cloth, she grabbed the blanket to cover herself defensively while moving a few steps back while still keeping a close gaze on the blonde, she had curled herself in a defensive position as if to protect herself. It makes her wonder if this was a normal occurrence for the lady too because anyone normal would've panicked, even if they had supernatural knowledge.
When the human returned with an oversized shirt just like she promised, she reached her hand out to take it but halted momentarily as the thoughts went through her head, honestly anyone could hear the gears in her head turning at that moment. But it didn't last long as it was laid on the floor just a few meters away from her. "I think the last thing anyone hurt seeking refuge would be thinking of is how fashionable they can be" she mumbled, her throat was dry so her voice was much more croaky than she thought. She actually forgot she was still bleeding until Sariah asked if she was hurt, she had moved a bit to the side and winced from the pressure "I was hit by a car… so it is as bad as a hit-and-run wound could be" Only it wasn't really a hit and run when she's the one who fled the scene first, right? Technicalities be damned.
"I can't move too much… but it's not too bad to the point where I'm paralysed…" Thank god. It was right for her to remain wary of Sariah but in her situation right now, she could use all the help she could get. She shouldn't overstay her welcome either so the first thing she's more concerned about is getting better. "I'm guessing your medical training is better on a person than on an animal" what a relief she could shift earlier then. "But I'm also not useless, if you can give me the first aid kit and a sewing set… then I can work on it… I think" That's assuming she could move to the side to do it. When she tried to turn her body to the side and failed, she sighed heavily and gave her a defeated look "How good is your sewing skills?"
Perhaps Sariah had found herself in this situation one too many times but she felt strangely calm when faced with emergencies nowadays which she honestly wasn’t sure was a good or bad thing. “I think we all care just a little bit about how others see us, even in situations like this” she murmured softly and nodded slightly as if to encourage her to take the garment she had held out for her. Seeing her wince like that, the blonde softened her expression before crouching down so she could inspect the wounds, mostly it was inflamed which looked like an impact wound and then there were lacerations that were likely inflicted when she rolled over along the road “How are you feeling...any tiredness? Does your head hurt at all?” Sariah needed to make sure she was generally going to be okay staying awake while she treated her.
“Okay, you’ve got a lot of inflammation on your side, I’m guessing that’s where you got hit?” she pursed her lips for a moment wondering if she had an ice pack she could use to bring down some of the swelling after she’d managed to treat the lacerations. “Indeed...wounded humans usually...but not the first time I’ve helped one of your kind” she gave a kind smile but grimaced the moment she noticed her try to move, naturally moving her hands as though to scold her not to hurt herself “Can’t say I was top of my home studies class but I’ll do my best” she assured her before getting to her feet and looking for a sewing kit and grabbed a bottle of rubbing alcohol so she could sterilize the needle.
“I’m afraid I don’t have much I can use to numb your pain” she commented in a soft voice before taking a wipe so that she could clean the blood off the area slowly, her expression watching Luna carefully to ensure she was doing okay. “So what were you doing before your night turned over completely?” she asked as she took out the needle and thread and started threading it, biting her lip as she focused on getting it through. She was talking just to keep her distracted mostly, so she wouldn’t be thinking too much about what was happening.