The Marrgun was kicked off of her, soon after being picked up, she groaned softly, curling up in his arms unconsciously. She was obviously in pain, if she were still human, she would no doubt be dead.<br/><br/>Her nose was quiet obviously broken, but that was the least of her problems. The shot gun wounds had not closed completely, the little metal pellets still embedded in her skin. Along her lower back from right, down to her left hip was a large ominous gash, ripped and disfigured from his freaks axe and extra attention to it afterwards. Her clothing and body was soaked in blood, drying to cake over her pale skin.<br/><br/>When he set her down against the tree, she groaned again and rolled over so that she was laying on her stomach. It hurt to press her back against it. Only a few hours later did she begin to stir.<br/><br/>Blinking slowly, she glanced around her. She was in the middle of a Forest..? How had she gotten here, and where was Murrgan and Okami? Looking to the side, she noticed Okami, laying back against a tree and she sighed softly in relief. Atleast he made it alive, he looked to be sleeping.<br/><br/>Yet, how had they gotten there? Did she transport them here and forget about it? "ugg..." She groaned softly as she tried to move.<br/><br/>"Dammit.." She grumbled, he was still to damned tired.<br/><br/>Sniffing the air lightly, she could smell a stream near by. Her mouth felt dry..and her skin dirty.. she hated both feelings. She could deal with the blood, but the caked dirt made her nauseous.<br/><br/>So the need to be clean over road the pain and lack of muscular power at the moment. Twitching her fingers lightly, she summoned a portal, forcing it to guide over her form and the form of Okami's. She wasn't going to leave him behind to have to track him again.<br/><br/>When the portal reopened, she fell directly into the stream, soon after the portal quickly moving to a try near by and depositing Okami back against it until he re-awoken.<br/><br/>"Ahhh.. c-cold...but so..soothing" she purred, laying in the shallow stream as water soaked into her clothes and hair, causing a cloud of red and bloody water to rise around her body and flow down the stream.<br/><br/>She let the water wash over her form, groaning softly as it began to work at her aching muscles, washing away the caked and dirty blood from her body, causing the clothing she wore to cling to the every dip and curve of her petite form.<br/><br/>"Mmm... Kyubi.." she muttered, calling one of the fledglings that was supposed to be her follower, someone that took care of her needs.<br/><br/>A puff of smoke appeared not far from Okami, at the edge of the river bank. "Yes mistress? Oh dear! You're hurt!" He exclaimed in his high pitched squeaky voice.<br/><br/>"Hah.. no shit. I'd like you to get me some bandages and pain killers, also some pain killers for mister Okami over there. Some food would be nice too." She muttered. He bowed lightly and disappeared soon after.<br/><br/>Once he was gone, Sayuri realized that she didn't have her Seigyokuken. Sitting up suddenly, she glanced around frantically before waving her hand out before her. Suddenly an object came rippling into view on the palm of her hand, stretching and reforming. It was her Katana, thankfully she had learned to summon it back to her form ages ago.<br/><br/>Sighing softly int relief, she tossed the katana to the river bank and she went back to washing herself, waiting for the fledgling to show back up, as well as for Okami to awaken.