Not as expected

Today, it was rather calm in the infirmary. The last patient already left about an hour ago and it seemed that there weren’t going to be many others coming in that day. For many, this would be a great opportunity to take it easy at home, but for Eideard, it was almost like torture. This empty time caused him to think about Makana and the possible things that could have happened to her. He noticed he was only feeling more and more melancholy, and in order to avoid ending the day as a complete wreck, he decided to do that one thing that could make him forget about the mental pain. Someone else in his situation would probably do that by drinking, but Eideard’s way of clearing his mind was far less damaging. Mostly.

That noon, he had stopped working earlier than usual – if you could call it working with no patients around – and had asked Rhett to keep an eye on the place, after which he walked towards the corral next to his house. His seal brown horse stood out next to his two smaller, lighter pack ponies that all inhabited the same corral. Eideard didn’t pay too much attention to the two of them and saddled Ebony up as usual, whom he lead out of the corral and mounted almost immediately after he had closed the gate. He rode towards the entrance of Mother’s Heart, planning to just ride around outside for about an hour, but as he came near the opening, it seemed that something or someone was blocking the way.


OOC: Lexa first!

And as a bonus, this very same post in Dutch because I forgot I wanted to write this in English:

A young girl with a black horse entered the city just when Eideard was about to leave. He recognized her as Vanaheims Commander, Lexa, even though she wasn’t wearing her trademark face paint today. Most other people probably wouldn’t be able to identify her without it, but Eideard was her doctor - of course he knew what one of his regulars looked like without make-up of any kind. However, the lack of face paint wasn’t the thing he was worried about. Lexa looked anything but comfortable on the back of her horse, which she dismounted after saying she needed help. As if she had to provide some proof of that, she grasped her stomach in pain as soon as she got on the ground. "I can see that," Eideard replied while dismounting his own horse, after which he walked a bit closer, leading his mare with one hand. Using his magic as a form of a quick analysis, he was able to see that the Commander had gotten some nasty wounds – especially the one near her stomach needed treatment as soon as possible. "Do you think you’re able to walk all the way to the infirmary?" he asked, now standing next to Lexa. After all, he didn’t know how much blood she’d lost and he’d have to be able to catch her if she was about to collapse. As focused as Eideard was on helping her out, he hadn’t realized Lexa was carrying around a living cougar cub.