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Started April 04, 2018 by Deleted user

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//morning!

(Okay, I missed a lot, I was busy over the weekend.)

Thatcher had stayed to the side most of the time, not wanting to reveal his abilities just yet. Besides, the others seemed to have it handled. “We obviously can’t go back into the town, they’ll be searching for us.”

( We just rescued Becca from the Inquisition. You can meet up with them in the Forest maybe )

(Oh okay. :D)

(Okay, I missed a lot, I was busy over the weekend.)

Thatcher had stayed to the side most of the time, not wanting to reveal his abilities just yet. Besides, the others seemed to have it handled. “We obviously can’t go back into the town, they’ll be searching for us.”

“He’s right, but we can’t stay out here forever either. Your parents will get worried. The longer we stay out, the more trouble you’ll be in…” Hayden trailed off, looking at Riann.

“I believe we may have more to worry about than her parents getting mad,” Thatcher commented.

“Maybe. But her parents aren’t the nicest of people. Which means once this mess isn’t sorted out…”

Beni gave a low growl and landed in the forest near a willow tree. The she put one of her paws on the bark and a secret door that was hidden in the tree opened. Beni walked into the hideout quietly and lowered herself so that the teens could get down.
(Describe the hideout as you please.)

"My parents . . ." She trailed off. "They aren't our biggest problems. The Inquisition is after us."

Thatcher nodded in agreement, straightening out his leather gloves. “They’ll be searching for us, will we be safe here? At least for the night?”

Becca snapped awake, but she didn't move. "Yeah, we'll be safe here for as long as we need to be."

Hayden hopped off the dragon and started pacing. “We need a plan.”

"That would be a good idea. But first, do any of you have any medical expertise at all?" Becca asked, sliding off Beni and leaning on her for support.

“A little. Just enough to stabilize a wound for maybe an hour or so. I was only ever trained as a last resort, so,” she shrugged.

Thatcher felt the urge to laugh at the irony of medical expertise. He knew a few things that his mother taught him, yet he could easily induce sickness. “I can do stitches, but not for wounds that are extremely deep or fatal.”

Becca nodded. She checked herself over. Broken collarbone, fractured knee cap, her back was bleeding from the deep cuts of the whip, and she had one cut that stretched diagonally down her face, and her hands were scraped. Ouch.

“Do you have medical supplies? I can help a little.”

"Over in that shelf." She pointed to a shelf.
(Btw I have no idea how the hideout looks, so you can make something up.)

//kk

She walked over, poking through the supplies. A moment later, she cam eback with a few of them.

Riann kneeled down next to Becca, looking at her knee. "How long have you had some of these injuries?"

“Okay, let’s see,” she muttered to herself. “We’re going to need to bandage up your back, probably your cheek as,well. Scrapes should be fine, and I can’t do much for bones.”

Thatcher paced along the shelves slowly, occupying himself with looking at the different materials. He didn’t tend to touch people, not wanting to accidentally make anyone sick.

//have Zack be friends with Becca and come in or smthing