Outside the Battle Castle || Morning
Cinder 142 || Faux 106
It was by no means the bath of dreams. The muddy bottom could be felt beneath their paws, and the water was quickly changing color as they mixed it up. The surrounding plants smelled strongly of arbor instead of a relaxing ambiance. The water was cold, harsh and almost frosty in the chilly morning. For a fire type that temperature difference was nearly painful, but the girls could at least say it was soothing against their burning wounds.
“We do, but I don’t know if they’ll be sufficient for treating injuries along with feeding everyone…” Miyu pondered, and both fire types tried to recall how much of a supply they had left. Their expressions said enough; the amount would not suffice. "Making sure we're all healthy is more important than eating. Being hunger for a while longer isnt the worst thing in the world." Cinder tried to rational their options, but even saying the words aloud made her stomach gurgle loudly in protest. The day before they had made plans to cook, now they may not even eat. I wonder if that kitchen survived..?
The idea practically made her fur tingle, but the whimsical idea faded as Miyu offered sweetly, “I can go on a foraging trip if need be.” For a second Cinder stared, unsure how to respond. Was that safe? After everything that just happened, the wounds and limps everyone had, would it be a good idea for any of them? Even with the buddy system Cinder feared the possibilities of their crew being separate again, even in an area the Eevee had been before. In the end, if anything happened, it would be her responsibility for allowing her out there. "Are you sure?" She asked back, hoping she had not just offered out of responsibility of being the prior forager.
"Are you fit to travel?" Mel's question was much more prevalent than her own, and Cinder let her eyes linger on the Eevee's leg. "Yeah, your leg took a doozy of a bruising." Though she had helped the worst of it with Arry's potion the pain as clearly still there. Would it harm the leg further or strengthen it to work it so much? "Don't rush it if your wounds wont allow it."
Faux waded back to the edge of water. The Eevee nearly bounced, active on her paws as she paused to dry off. Though present she didn't seem horribly bogged down, and though rest was good it could wait.
With a subtle nod of agreement the Vulpix rested her brown eyes on the small fox. "If you feel you are strong enough, then by all means. It is your choice." Tossing her muzzle upward to watch the rolling Jolteon she was surprised at the change, or maybe even the lack there of, in his coat from the dry bath. "But you shouldn't go alone, even if you choose the same spot. Can I have confidence in you accompanying her, Rebel?" Faux did not want to assume the Jolteon would go with his companion, but among those present he was the only real candidate.