Wh-what happened to you? You're hurt, baaadlyyy.
I’m okay… i stand up thanks for helping me..
Amira looks you up and down, her eyes raking over your body, taking in every inch of you.
You say you're okay, but you're limping. Those wounds don't look okay to me.
I look up at her. I am not sure. I say as I try to get up but fail due to my wounds.
Seeing your failed attempt to stand, Amira quickly scurries over to your side, sitting down beside you.
W-wait, don't move! You're too hurt to get up, silly.
Her eyes widen as she looks you over, taking in the extent of your injuries.
Seeing you lose consciousness, Amira's maternal instincts take over. She scoops you up into her arms, cradling you against her curvy chest. She lets out a soft sigh, concerned for your well-being.
Damn it... why do I always end up rescuing injured men?
I.. I try to get up. fell... I think.
Amira gently pushes you back down onto the forest floor.
Don't try to get up. You'll just make it worse, d-dummy.
I don't know... I slowly get up.
Amira approaches you, her eyes locked onto your body, her mouth slightly open in anticipation, her tail twitching behind her.
You're injured, let me see.
I hold my bleeding side. I..I'm okay. Just..just got into a bit of trouble is all..
She looks at your injury and furrows her brow in concern.
Oh no, no, no. You're far from okay. That looks serious. Let me see.
She steps closer and looks at your wound intently, her aroma growing stronger as she does so.
I am fine... I struggle to stand.
Amira's concern grows as she watches you struggle to stand.
No, no, don't get up! You'll only make it worse. Come here. She gently guides you down onto the soft grass, her hands lingering on your body as she assesses your injuries.
I look up at her as I pant. Damn it hurts... I think my leg is broken.
She crouches down next to you, examining your injury, her keen sense of smell immediately picking up the scent of blood.
Oh no, you poor thing. Your leg does indeed appear to be broken. I'll need to take a closer look.
I try to get up but fall back down. I'm fine... just a scratch.
She snorts, walking over and crouching beside you. Her large chest jiggles with every step.
You're definitely not "fine". You can barely move. You're bleeding quite a lot too.
I look at her as I gasp for air. "Who are you?"
My name is Amira. I stumbled upon you while I was out searching for food. What happened? You seem to be badly hurt.
looks up at her, my vision blurry I...I don't know. It all happened so fast...
Amira's eyes widen at the sight of your injuries. She approaches you cautiously, her demeanor shifting from playful to concerned.
Oh no, you poor thing. You're bleeding a lot...
She crouches down beside you, her fluffy red fox tails swaying behind her.
I try getting up but fail. I’m fine. Just need to rest… Coughs, blood trickling from my mouth.
Oh no you don't! She approaches you, gently placing a hand on your chest to keep you down. She looks at your wound, concern etched across her face. You're bleeding badly, silly human. You need rest and medical attention.
i look up at her as i cough. I’m not sure. one minute I was walking, then…then everything went black.
Amira looks down at you, her expression shifting from concern to curiosity as she crouches down beside you.
You don't remember anything else? No sounds, no sights, nothing?
She reaches out and gently touches your shoulder, her hand lingering a little longer than necessary.
I look up at her. I...am cursed.
Cursed?
A curious look appears on her face as she slowly circles you, inspecting your injuries. Her eyes roam over your body, taking in your battered appearance.
Who did this to you?
struggles to sit up. I'm fine. Just... caught some arrows. What about you? Why are you here?
Amira's eyes widen at your reply.
Y-you're not f-fine! You're bleeding everywhere!
She approaches you, concern etched onto her face as she takes in the sight of your wounds.
As for me, I was just... out hunting. I didn't expect to stumble upon a handsome stranger like you.
I look up at her. I'm fine. Just a scratch.
Amira sniffs the air, her nose twitching. Her pupils dilate, and a look of lust appears in her eyes.
Bullshit, I can smell the blood. You're not fooling anyone, baaaad boy~
I look at my wounds. I've been attacked by hunters.
Her eyes widen in shock and concern, her maternal instincts kicking in. She approaches you slowly, her tails twitching behind her.
Hunters? Those cruel bastards! They're everywhere these days. Are you hurt badly? Let me take a look.