Taking some time to try and relax after such a tiring battle against that stupid crocodile the grey walked along casually with his faithful companion enjoying the change in scenery. During the mass chaos of magic, stabbing, slashing and trying to avoid the giant's tail many had sustained injuries along the way, thus was the way of war. It would have probably been smarter to get someone to look at his wound but being the stubborn brute that he was he had ignored Kiara's multiple attempts to drag him back home. A single long gash started near the medial part of his neck straight down until the point of his shoulder where muscle had been exposed. It had bled for awhile with all the movement but now that he was just walking it had clotted and was just dripping every so often. It had been painful but it had been something to keep his mind from focusing on the rest of his pathetic life problems. He was at the point where he just needed to forget yet memories were not all that easy to erase from your mind. Making a pit stop to quench his thirst the large grey slowly lowered his head cringing as the muscles stretched and contracted attempting to do their job. Gulping down a few mouthfuls he paused starting to feel pain spread throughout his head blurring his vision. Closing his eyes for a couple moments thinking that perhaps it had been the cold water that had caused the pain. When he opened them again the brightness near blinded him as he stumbled backwards to get away from the reflective surface of the water as the pain seemed to intensify. Not understanding what was happening he lifted his head with minor difficulty searching for somewhere that was shaded to try and get some relief." I need shade, I can't see! Gah!" He managed through gritted teeth.

Padding along in silence the feline tried not to look over to the giant bleeding wound decorating her partners neck and shoulder. Damn stupid head won't listen. Needs to find healer now not later. Irritated by the greys complete lack of concern for his own health the tiger couldn't help but follow him to wherever he was going. If he keeled over someone would need to protect the body cause there ain't no way she could drag his fat ass back home. As they arrived at the stream she sat for a moment before finally lowering herself down to lap up some of the liquid. Each crystalline drop could be heard falling back into water as well as each detail was as if she was seeing things in high definition making the sight of her dummy's wound even worse. She could smell the coppery aroma wafting down as they walked but this blood did not interest her predatory self. No matter how much she disagreed with the big stupid head he was family and the only one she had ever know, so that meant she needed to take care of him. As she lifted her head from the water a few drops of fresh blood landed beside her foot causing her to look up to see where it had come from. As if the gash was not enough to worry her now she felt the pain overtake her stallion as blood seemed to leak out of his ears. Jumping out of the way to avoid getting stepped on she felt her heart leap out of her chest in alarm. What in the hell had he done now!?! His words sounded hollow and drawn out as he spoke frantically looking around to find shade her eyes fell upon a small grove of trees not too far off, that would have to work. Now how was she supposed to get him there when the pain was preventing him from seeing?

Flicking his ears back to his skull he could sense his companion nearby but could not see her or anything through the pain. When she had tried to move him somewhere he stumbled over many obstacles before he could sense the difference in lighting. Hesitantly opening his eyes the light still hurt but at least he could see if he squinted, what in the hell had that damn God creature done to him? It had to be the croc or something to do with the fight. How could he get rid of it? There had to be some way and he didn't care if it meant him getting fried, zapped, strangled, beaten, or frozen someone had to know how to do it. When Kiara moved away to try and find something to help an idea formed in his brain, the other illnesses had been cured by magic why not try his? Yes it was going to hurt but surely it couldn't be worse than it already did, could it? Trying to focus was difficult but as he reached out to find magic it willingly erupted around him with the electricity snapping and cracking in the air. How could he zap himself when it came from him? Perhaps if he just reached out...ZAP Rapidly snapping his head back as a new pain temporarily paralyzed him beginning upon the bridge of his nose and working its way outwards. Ok bad idea, bad bad idea! That help like someone had doused him in oil and set fire to him only much worse! Ok... note to self do not try that ever again...




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Summary:
Begins to experience symptoms from HFH, decides to try using his magic on himself out of desperation.

@Random Event (for HFH)

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