ooc: Sorry about the 1 success that should be taken away, so that means 4B which carries over to 2L.<br/>Also, reading your hearthstone description I realise that he can't be cut in anyway. So I suppose it's internal damage somewhere.<br/><br/>Kian lets out a sigh of relief as the dragon-blooded finally falls to the ground. "Thank the Sun Irnai. I was afraid-"<br/><br/>"Please Kian. Not now." Is all Irnai says and the tiger cub wisely understands that it would be in his interest to be quiet. He settles for going over to the unconscious Kazeira and keeping an eye on him.<br/><br/>Irnai ignores them for now and walks over to the Wood Aspect. Kneeling beside the corpse, she begins to weep, the tears flowing silently down her cheeks. "I'm sorry. It's my fault you're dead." She whispers softly, fingers combing his hair to neaten him up. Useless as it is, she tries her best to put all the pieces of him back, so he at least looks presentable. However, after a few fruitless attempts, she simply covers his body with a cloth and places his bow over it. "I don't even know your name. And I can't afford the lavish funerals the dragon-blooded should have. I'm sorry. This is all I can give you." She takes a deep breath and places her hand over the body.<br/><br/>"May the Dragons bless you on the next leg of your journey. May your soul be reborn into a better life as befitting of your actions. Linger not and be at peace." With those words, a soft golden light spreads from her fingers to surround the body, before it burns away into a fine ash. "I heard that from an Immaculate Monk once. I hope that is enough. May the Unconquered Sun bless you, even if you don't believe in him." The last words are said to thin air as the wind blows the ashes away into the trees.<br/><br/>Irnai spends a few moments in silence, staring at the spot where the Wood Aspect had been. The blood still remained even if the body was gone. But eventually, she wipes away her tears and turns to Kian and her unconscious foe.<br/><br/>"Are you angry at me Irnai?" Kian asks softly, never having seen her so unhappy before. Irnai can only give the cub a sad smile. "I could never be angry with you Kian. You only mean well. I'm only angry at myself for letting it happen. He wouldn't have died if I hadn't been careless." She silences any objections the cub might have by dealing with Kazeira.<br/><br/>While she's no doctor, she does know that it's easier to rest and heal if one is comfortable. So she takes away the shield that is encumbering his arm and puts his lance to one side, out of his reach. Then she props him up against a comfortable tree with soft grasses while using her bedroll to keep him warm.<br/><br/>With that done, she sits down in a meditative pose and waits for Kazeira to wake up. Watching her actions, Kian simply takes up a position beside her. "I won't ask you to leave. But if he's being stubborn, just knock him out again. If he still refuses to listen, we should just leave. That way, he won't attack you, and you don't have to retaliate." Kian finally says as he sits on his hind legs, green eyes staring at Kazeira.<br/><br/>"Alright Kian. You always were more sensible than me." She answers, one hand stroking her companion. The warmth of his body and his silky smooth fur comforts her in ways she cannot express. And so she sits and waits for the dragon-blooded to wake up, so that they may speak properly.