Robert
*She heard her panic and closed her eyes for a moment to take a breath out. She needed to be there... Yes the demon was clawing his way through her but she needed to do what she could now. She didn't know healing spells at all but she could... If she let her. Cauterize the wound. She went to the animals side and looked to Juna, her finger having a small blue flame on the end of it.* "I could cauterize it... Stop the bleeding... If you'll let me and you trust me..." *She felt the demon digging through to her arms already. Do I even trust myselff right now? She thought in her head but quickly pushed away to focus on the task at hand. Stopping the bleeding may help.* "I would just need you... To help me push his gash... Together so I can seal it..." *She looked to Juna to see her reaction to it all.*
Jerry
*Juna's eyes widened at the sight of the flame. What if she just kills him faster with it? She nearly opened her mouth to say no, but upon looking at her Jackal, she only found herself shutting it once more. It might be all the options they had left.*"Okay..."*She murmured, lowering her Jackal back on the ground. He looked so much smaller now in this state, it almost hurt too much to look at. Her ears lowered on her head, silently trying to convince herself that he wasn't gone just yet. Maybe there was something more they could still do for him. She brought her hands to where the gash was, trying to keep the open wound together despite wincing in the process. An underlying feeling within her made her think that she was hurting her jackal. Yet, he didn't react at all. The canine seemed so lifeless. She wanted to refuse the thoughts that invaded her mind from it, simply closing her eyes to not have to watch.*
Robert
*She took a deep breath in a began to put her burning finger along the wound. An overwhelming smell of burning flesh filled the air. As she went along, she would periodically check to make sure the wound had closed before continuing. She scrunched up her nose as the smell began to overwhelm her. She didn't dare look at Juna, she knew she was not enjoying this at all. The black began to creep up her arm and she gasped, knowing she'd have to finish soon. Not wanting to botch the procedure however she bit her tongue and continued. Every once and awhile she would check on the Jackal however to see if there was any movement coming from him. She noted to try and get a pulse or see if there was breath after this. Soon enough she was done and she would quickly pull her arm away and put it behind her before speaking.* "It is done... You may open your eyes if your ready... And it may be good to check for a pulse... And breathe..." *She looked to Juna, trying to keep her composure as her arms stung.*
Jerry
*Juna flinched at the growing smell, keeping her head turned away so that she wouldn't dare bring herself to watch. The area around her hands began to feel warm from the rising heat. She would have assumed the Jackal was getting the worst end of it, but yet nothing, not even so much of a noise. The Canifor tensed up as Ivy mentioned her being able to look again, though upon opening her eyes to stare down at the Jackal, she quickly came to regret it. The blackened bits of fur and flesh where the wound had been sealed up remained large and obvious so much that the mere sight of it made her stomach churn. She bit back the rising feeling of a whine wanting to escape her, but it didn't stop the burning sensation in her throat from the feeling of grief. The jackal didn't stir, didn't move, didn't react. The only real sign that he was even still there was the faint breath of air that had become so minuscule that it could have been mistaken for a breeze. Juna couldn't bring herself to look back at Ivy, the onslaught of tears becoming too much for her at the sight of her Jackal. She was supposed to come here for a fresh start, an escape from the horrors of the main land. And now this was the end result of it.*
Robert
*She stood up, not sure what else she could do to help this situation. She was glad the Jackal was still breathing however... It meant there was some hope. Turning away she went quite a ways away to look through bushes again, and honestly to hide her arms. Her whole hand was almost taken over now by the blackened substance. She needed to learn how to curb this earlier... Maybe there was some kind of ritual or sigal she could put on herself to help protect her more... She thought through all this as she dug through the bushes. Ultimately she knew she'd need a book of wards for demons. Where she would find that, she wasn't sure. She found quite a different array of berries, hopeful one was the correct one. And if it was, she was hopeful to get enough for the now burn and the birds leg.*