Micheal saw his sister in so much pain, so he came up with an idea. Quietly, he leaned closer to Sana.
"Do you think there's anyway to knock her out? She's going to be in a lot of pain for awhile, so we should probably make sure she's able to sleep..." And help the rest of the kids sleep without her screaming he thought but didn't say.
Josie picked her head up from the hole in the ground she had been hiding in. In one of her hands was a bunch of berries. She called them sleeping berries, they made anyone who at them very tired. "I know how.",She said simply and held the berries out to them.
Dean finished skinning the sow and quartered it, hanging it up to bleed. He went back to the fire and rotated the chicken, it would probably only take ten more minutes. Dean went down to the ocean and washed the blood off his hands before he went back to the fire. He saw Keifer lurking by the butchered pig and offered him a weak smile.
"Hmm..." Dean said, wondering how he could humor the kid. "Hunting isn't only about weapons, you need to track your prey and stay silent the whole time. How bout this, if you calm down a bit, and practice staying quiet I can take you out hunting next time." He said, skewering the pig on a spear and sticking it in the fire.
Alex reluctantly chewed the berries, not really enjoying the flavor. In a matter of minutes, she was out cold, not even moving.
"Well that worked." Micheal observed, then went to pat Josie on the head. "Good job." He said, smiling down at her.
"Tanks, Mister.",Josie said, accidentally messing up on the word as she got up and out of the hole. "You should really go under ground some more, dere's some herbs down dere dat you don't know about."
Micheal chuckled at her. She was a lot like Alex, just younger and slightly smarter.
"I would, but I'm just not small enough. How about you collect all of the herbs you can and show me. Just cover your hands when you pick them and don't eat them until we decide their safe. Can I trust you with that?" He liked giving the little kids jobs, that way they really felt included. They also woudn't get bored and wander off this way. They still had yet to decide the size and danger of the island...
"Okay.",Josie nodded,"Can I trust you to watch Mr. Cottontail?" She showed the dirtied up, white, fluffy, stuffed bunny to him,"He's a good fwend of mine and you can't let anything happen to him." That bunny was the only tie to the little girl's homeland.
He carefully took the bunny from her, cradling it as if it were a little baby.
"You can count on me. Me and Mr. Cottontail are going to have a fun time together." He really liked this kid.
"Well, bye Mister, I'll see you as soon as I've gathered all of my herbs.",Josie said. She hopped back down the hole and began picking berries, rabbits, and other herbs that served as remedies for stomach and head aches. There was dirt under her face and she had a cut or two from scraping against the vines of some of the herbs. Every time she got hurt she let out a little, tiny,"Owie."
Josie continued to pick at the herbs until her arms were covered in thorns, but of course she wouldn't let anyone see that. She climbed back up and went over to Baliff who had already started digging another hole,"Hey, Mister. You don't have to go down dere, wook at how many herbs and berries I picked!",she said, obviously proud of herself.
"No, I don't wanna take the thorns out of my arm!",Josie wined as she backed up away from the boy,"It's gonna hurt!" She wasn't screaming, she was just being very difficult. She was too young to worry about infections and things, that wasn't going to be a good thing if it happened to her though. An infection would truly pain her.
Julian's eyes widened with surprise at the berries that Josie hand in her tiny hand. He'd never seen those before; they must have grown in small spaces he couldn't reach. He studied them for reference before he took two berries and placed them before Alex's mouth. "Open wide, now. I bet these will taste much better than those yucky leaves." If they worked to help get her to sleep, then the job of fixing her broken legs would go much smoother, and the older kids would be able to hunt for more meat, or maybe fish. Today was a rare day, they had both bird and pig. Tonight they could feast, but it wouldn't hurt if they had an extra fish or two to add.
[OH CR.AP, NEVER MIND, disregard the last post! I didn't realize so much time passed since the last one I saw.... -_-;]
Julian stood, relieved that the business of the broken limbs was done. He looked over to see Josie, the resourceful girl who saved the day, griping about plucking the thorns from her arms to Bailiff. He smiled. Kids, always surprising you, yet so predictable at the same time. Bailiff surely had a talent with animals, but with people he was so inconfident. Julian wanted to help Josie get rid of the thorns so her scratches wouldn't get infected, but he decided Bailiff could be able do that. "Hey, Josie! If you don't let Bailiff pull out those nasty thorns, Michael won't look at the cool herbs you found! Right, Michael?" He turned to him and winked. "Oh yeah, I need your help. We need to carry your sister to the shelter so her back won't be too sore when she wakes up." He looked down at the unconscious girl. "Unless she'll be happy if we just leave her under that tree. What do you think?"
Micheal looked down at his sister, who would have looked dead if it weren't for the steady rise and fall of her chest.
"I think she'd be happier under the tree, but after what just happened, I don't think she should be anywhere near that tree. She might try to climb it without using her legs..." He knew his sister so well that he knew it wasn't really a "maybe" as much as a "this will happen".
Josie shook her head back and forth. "I don't care about ta thorns or ta herbs, I just want Mr. Cottontail back.",She explained. She ran over to Michael and looked at him with her wide grey innocent eyes. "You still have him, right?" It was obvious that she was talking about her white bunny.
Josie grabbed Mr. Cottontail from Micheal, holding it by its hand just like Mercy was holding her. "Promise you won't hurt me?",Josie asked, her big innocent eyes looking up at Mercy beggingly. Blood was beginning to run down her arms from some of the thorns loosening themselves and she shook, the sight of blood frightened her.
Josie nodded as she placed the bunny on her lap and stuck her arms in the bucket of salt water. "It 'tings!",She wined and she sniffled. Her nose grew red and eyes grew watery as she tried to hold back tears. "Can I please be done?" The bucket began filling up with blood as the thorns loosened themselves.
"Yes, I'm okay, I don't like taking care of boo-boos though. That hurts.",Josie said as she crossed her arms. She held on tight to her bunny. She let go for a moment to grasp onto a piece of Mercy's hair, gently twirling it in her hands. "Mercy, you should be a mommy.",she told her. Josie barely remembered her mother, but she thought that she would be like Mercy.