<strong>Name:</strong>Senadra<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forest clearing just within the Macedon border<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Blaque, Isolde<br/><br/>Senadra did the best she could in directing Blaque to apply the medicine to the remaining injuries...she did hope that it would really help the larger wound on her shoulder.  As he did so, her brows furrowed as her mind wandered a bit, many questions going through her mind.  What was going to happen next?  Not to mention...what -was- she going to do with the wyvern?  Would it even stay with her, and if so, would it let her ride it again?  How was she supposed to take care of it?.....what did wyverns even eat?  She sighed a bit in frustration as the full scope of the unknown factors of this situation hit her...and then she noticed Blaque had finished, and was kneeling in front of her.<br/><br/>She pulled the cloak he had put around her earlier closer, trying to keep as warm as possible now.  Senadra's injuries were still bad...but all in all, she was doing much better off than before Blaque had stepped into the clearing.  That medicine would prove to help her immensely.  "Thank you, Blaque...once again.  You almost certainly saved my life today..."  She smiled ever so slightly, and resumed eating the jerky and getting a bit more water to drink.<br/><br/>That was about when she heard another voice....a woman's.  She didn't notice what was said so much as the fact that the voice seemed to have appeared from nowhere, and far too close for comfort.  Her instinct was to grab the axe and turn to face this newcomer, but the beginnings of the motion caused her some pain.  This made her gasp slightly from pain, and curse under her breath through gritted teeth.  The medicine did start the healing process, yes...but it didn't do much to alleviate the agony she was still in, to an extent.  All she could hope for right now was that this woman wasn't an enemy.