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[center][color=659EC7][b]MENTIONS:[/b][/color] [color=DCDCDC][color=659EC7]Izayoi[/color] [@Psyker Landshark], [color=659EC7]Galahad[/color] [@vietmyke][/color][/center]
[color=DCDCDC]Galahad was right. Though they had fended off most of the Blightbeasts, there was still the chance of being pursued by another pack. Neve tenderly made her way over to Galahad and Arton, making sure not to place too much weight on her injured ankle, before she got to temporarily mending the worst of their wounds. More would have to be done once they made camp, much to her disappointment. Helping people came naturally to her, but she hardly rested the night prior. She was lucky she hadn’t fallen asleep on chocoboback; she could only hope that she was able to get a good night’s rest when she laid her head upon her cot. 

Eliane and Galahad were kind enough to retrieve their birds. Goug arrived with them; the poor moogle was shaken and his fur stood on end as if he had been struck by lightning. Neve helped him back into the saddle of his draught chocobo, which he thanked her for profusely. It was when she mounted her own that a bolt of complaint shot over her ankle. A ripple ran over her lip as she raised the hem of her robes. Muddled russet wept from the leather around her boots. A grumble left her as she lowered her staff and held the tip against the leaking wound. The Cure spell took more energy out of her than she liked. 

They traveled for a while longer until they made camp under a black sky powdered with stars. A belly full of cheese and honey brought Neve to the brink of dozing off in the dirt. She caught herself nodding off on more than one occasion, and when she almost tipped over she shook her head and dragged herself to her feet. No, no. She couldn’t fall asleep yet. There was still more work to do. She trudged towards Izayoi and Galahad, shielding a wide yawn with the palm of her hand and blinking blearily as she approached.

[color=659EC7][b]“Before anyone takes the first watch, I need to re-check Galahad’s wounds,”[/b][/color] she murmured. [color=659EC7][b]”I wasn’t able to get a good look at them back on the road.”[/b][/color]

Neve turned her tired gaze to the dragoon expectantly. She hoped that his injuries hadn’t gotten infected; if that was the case, they would need further medical attention.[/color]