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[color=bc8dbf][h3][center]~Charlotte LaChance~[/center][/h3][/color]
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Charlotte may have felt bad, if Cait hadn't been asking for it. With a frown, Charlotte glared at the other woman.

[color=bc8dbf]"Next time when I say let go, by all the bright stars in the sky [i]let go[/i]."[/color] Charlotte said, obviously annoyed. For a few seconds she merely watched Cait get back to her feet. She really hadn't meant to go that far, but that's what happened when people didn't think about their actions - people got hurt. If she knew how it worked and could properly practice, then it'd be easy enough. At the moment she was basically swinging a sword around without any idea how to use one. Still, Cait looked pretty roughed up...maybe she should help, just a bit.

With a sigh, she walked over to Cait a small annoyed sigh escaping her lips as she helped Cait up and walked back over to the cave.

[color=bc8dbf]"Come on, lets get you inside."[/color] She grunted. [color=bc8dbf]"I have something that can help."[/color] Leading the native back inside the cave, she told her to sit on the bed. 

[color=bc8dbf]"Off with the shirt. I need to see where exactly you're hurt at."[/color] She could hazard a guess, but she needed to see how exactly bad she was hurt. Anything to strong would be a waste, and could potentially have dangerous side effects. Anything too weak, and it wouldn't be too effective.