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littlewolfteethClarke holds the small wrist in her hand as gently as she can possibly manage. The girl, Anna, is probably the youngest one in their group and just a week ago she had injured it in a way that Clarke suspects is a fracture.
'Fortunately, the swelling has gone down. Any new pain or other complaints?'
Anna shakes her head. 'It still hurts.'
'Just keep your wrap on tight as possible and keep it elevated if it starts throbbing.' As she says this while wrapping the wrist she hears one of the people on watch start yelling about the hunting party returning. She keeps her hands steady and reminds herself not to hurry.
'There you go,' she says as she finishes. 'Need anything else?'
Thankfully the young girl shakes her head and gets up to leave. Clarke follows the girl out and starts to jog. Her eyes are racing over the faces spilling out into the common area. It doesn't take her long to find him with a couple of rabbits tied and slung over his shoulder. His black, curly hair looks incredibly messy from the days he's been out in the woods.
When he sees her running to him relief washes across his face, his taunt eyes visibly relaxing as he returns her embrace. She can feel his hand press into her hair and she buries her face into the crook of his neck. The bundle of dead animals is momentarily forgotten and the only thing that pulls her away is Octavia's voice coming from behind.
'What, no love for your sister too?' Her face is lit up and when Bellamy invites her in for a hug too she sticks her tongue out at him.
'No thanks, not with those smelly things on your shoulder.'
'Fortunately, the swelling has gone down. Any new pain or other complaints?'
Anna shakes her head. 'It still hurts.'
'Just keep your wrap on tight as possible and keep it elevated if it starts throbbing.' As she says this while wrapping the wrist she hears one of the people on watch start yelling about the hunting party returning. She keeps her hands steady and reminds herself not to hurry.
'There you go,' she says as she finishes. 'Need anything else?'
Thankfully the young girl shakes her head and gets up to leave. Clarke follows the girl out and starts to jog. Her eyes are racing over the faces spilling out into the common area. It doesn't take her long to find him with a couple of rabbits tied and slung over his shoulder. His black, curly hair looks incredibly messy from the days he's been out in the woods.
When he sees her running to him relief washes across his face, his taunt eyes visibly relaxing as he returns her embrace. She can feel his hand press into her hair and she buries her face into the crook of his neck. The bundle of dead animals is momentarily forgotten and the only thing that pulls her away is Octavia's voice coming from behind.
'What, no love for your sister too?' Her face is lit up and when Bellamy invites her in for a hug too she sticks her tongue out at him.
'No thanks, not with those smelly things on your shoulder.'
