Shayre stood still in amazement, unsure of what was happening as he saw the brown girl's leg get healed in a matter of minutes. He looked at the other girl... Luna, that is what the brownhaired one had called her. Did they know each other? She seemed to trust her, but he wasn't so sure. She had showed up together with the creature, that had tried to kill them. Now she wanted them to use its blood to heal themselves? It did seem like it worked, but what if it was a list? What if it would poison them, or do something else that would harm them... He couldn't trust a creature that had tried to drink the brown haired girl's blood.

Then again, said creature was dead, and the girl had helped him kill it. His apprehension made no sense. He kneeled down to get some of the blood, finding to his horror that he had waited too long. Most of the blood had hardened in this short time, apparently not dealing well with oxygen. He frantically swiped his hands over the creature, trying to get some of its sticky blood. After collecting what little liquid blood was left, he quickly applied it to his headwound. After a few nerve racking moments, he felt something tickle on his head, as his wound began to slowly heal. It was working! He smiled excitedly as the pounding in his head started to fade away.
It wasn't enough though, and soon enough, the healing process stopped. Shayre tried in vain to find some more blood, but he had to give up after a while. All the blood had clotted, apparently losing its healing properties along with its viscosity. He stood up slowly, testing his head by shaking it. It was better for sure, but shaking it brought back some of the pain. It didn't matter. He could live with it, and probably even fight if he had to. Whatever the creature had been, and no matter what it would have done if they hadn't killed it, its death had helped them. Still, Shayre hoped they wouldn't meet more of its kind, and he made a mental note to take some defensive measurements when he'd have the time.

He looked at the three girls, realizing that he only knew the name of the most recent addition to their team.
[i]"So... I guess we should introduce ourselves to each others, seeing as we kinda skipped that part until now..."[/i]
He sat down against the trunk of the tree, looking at the shelter he and the long haired girl had made earlier. It still lay toppled over on the ground, waiting for someone to come and get it. It was getting late, and maybe they should be working on getting a fire started instead of exchanging names, but they had postponed the latter for similar reasons so often now that it was getting ridiculous.