Healing for SB-0159 Nixenata and SB-0135 Marshall

     Rune waited at the open barn doors with the Doctor. Periodicaly Nixen would go off on her own and she always came back hurt. Always scraped up. They werent sure if it was because it was just in her nature or if Marshall egged her on. The two of them were always getting into troubles. Doctor Amigara tapped a foot impatiently. "I cant go to sleep untill there back"
     "Nobodys goign to sleap till there back you know they will come roaring and wineing in asking us to lick there wounds for them."
     "At least sometimes they bring something back..." the doctor countered to Runs bluster. The doctor knew that Runes anger was just a mask for deep worry. He hated to see riders all torn up.  It was never her fault, unlike lots of pets or ther beasts Dragons had a mind of there own and made ther own choices.
    The barn had been layed with fresh straw for there impending return, as had the doctor pulled out a basic salve in buckets to be put onto any bumps bruzes or scrapes it smelled sharp. The barn was made for dragons, not an impromptue location to land. The outpost was nestled agenst a mountan on its way to the taiga of the north. Of course it was a place that Rune and Nixen would stop at on there journies, but Nixen rarely left on her own. Unfortunately Rune had caught a cold and needed bedrest. 3 days bedrest thats all it took. Rune leaned there body against the rought stripped logs that made up the post and beams of the Barn, the plaster walls washed cream, it was such a bland color it was hard not to get lost back into your thougths looking at it.
Time passed both faster and slower than expected somehow. The evening turned to night the sky going from warm red to dark purple to blue black. The Soft Thud of wings in the distance made Rune snap back to attention. In the distance all she could see was gray clouds and darkness. The thudding got louder and louder but she still couldnt see them. Two distinct wingbeats. One the heavyer Nixenata one she guessed was Marshall.  The Clouds and the mountat made it impossible to pinpoint.
"Nixenata is on her way with who I think is Marshall" Rune said to the doctor who at this point had fallen asleep in the hour they had been waiting.
"Oh darn... Marshalls such a fool... gonna have gotten into a mess again." Docor Amigara groggaly mumbled rising from the straw.
With impecable timing the two dragons flew into veiw over the barn from behind. Nixen had a large burn on her torso and clearly had been thuroghly bleeding from a gash sliced through it. Marshall had gaping wounds on his hind quarter and seemed to have loss use of his leg. The landing for the both of them was gonna be rough. Nixen let out a echoing screach and banked to the side lining up with the barn and Runes location. Her wingbeats doubled in effort and she let out a pianed wine as she sped full speed to the barn. Marshall confused, had continued on a few lengiths before atempting a stop and flip, and ending up doing a more twist and drop than anythng and followed suit. Nixen laned at the open wall with an ungracefull thud. Her eyes drooped as her head slid in to the barn glancing febal and desprate at Rune.
"There you are girl im not mad just worried....." They said comfortingly. The dragon let out a low rumble with a few high pitched clicks to show her remorse and apprication.
"Ill take care of that bumbleing idot" Doctor Amigara said as marshal crash landed into the barn shaking it slightly and And flopping forward on his chest using his one good leg to push himself in.