~Anger's Spell~(1x1)(Awesomely Filled)~

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Shelby rode him around the field a few times, sometimes nudging him a bit to make him go faster. When she was finished, she lead him out of the field, presumably leading him back to the stables. "What a good horsey you are . . ." she said in a sickly sweet voice, patting his neck once again.  

[WitchAlchemist]

Kraelyn was ridden about the field, subject to Shelby's every riding whim. When finished, he was led away and it seemed they were going back to the stables. Was she going to lock him up again? Did she really intend to keep him this way? Alarmed and angered, he gave an irritated grunt at her words, shaking her hand away from him as best she could. Petting was something that happened to pets, it was demeaning and he was determined to have his way in that at least.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Shelby gave a mock-pout. "Aw . . . don't you like being petted Mr. Horsey?" she asked him mockingly, as she only continued to pet him, rubbing her hand up and down his neck as she continued to lead him towards the stable area.  

[WitchAlchemist]

Kraelyn heard the mocking words and stiffened slightly, trying to get away from her petting but his neck wouldn't work that way, especially while she was on his back. And he hated the fact that he was actually enjoying the petting again..her warm little hand running through his fur and mane..damnit.

And then as the stable area came into view, he stopped a few feet away from it, clearly not wanting to enter. Kraelyn shook his head at the stable, before looking back to Shelby, nudging her hand again in the hopes she'd show some mercy and not force him back in there.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Shelby didn't even pay attention to him. "This way . . ." she muttered, pulling on his reigns slightly to turn him a bit. She wanted to go BEHIND the stable. However, the turn wasn't much since it still rather seemed like they were aimed at the stables themselves. "Come on." she said, flicking the reigns a bit and nudging him with her spurs.  

[WitchAlchemist]

Kraelyn noted that she didn't seem to care, only interested in pulling his reins and making him move. The reins were flicked and his sides were nudged again, the wound from earlier causing him to cringe. He moved forward and went where she directed.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Shelby lead him behind the stables and then dismounted, but not before using her magick to shift his muzzle a bit so that there was now a decent length of rope that was not being used. This attached itself to a post to keep him from running off. "There we go." she said and started to take his saddle of, rubbing his side as she did so. "Good horsey."  

[WitchAlchemist]

Kraelyn blinked in surprise as he was led behind the stables, and she finally dismounted. The muzzle shifted and tied itself to a post, he tugged but could not get free or run as he might have intended. He frowned as much as was possible, looking down at her as she took off his saddle and rubbed his side. The good horsey part made him narrow his eyes and shake his head, the meaning clear. He was NOT a horse.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Shelby looked up at him and blinked, acting innocent. "Bad horsey then?" she asked innocently, seeing him shake his head as she started removing the padding that went under the saddle, having done that she ran her finger along the wound she had made. "I'm gonna have to heal that . . ." she muttered and then left to go get some supplies to wash him with. After all, if she was going to heal it, she wanted to at least be sure that it hadn't gained an infection while she had been riding. She took care of her pets, no matter what they had done while they were human, nor how much she hated them, she was in charge of them and as such would take care of them. It was her duty.  

[WitchAlchemist]

Kraelyn grunted in irritation at the 'innocent' question. He stiffened and shivered slightly as her fingers ran along his wound. At the words, he blinked in surprise. Why would she bother to heal him? The other went to get supplies and then he began tugging again, trying to break free of the rope and the post.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Shelby returned with a bucket of soapy water and a sponge and noticed that Kraelyn was trying to escape. "It's a useless effort. Those ropes are the strongest that I know of. And that post is embedded a good six feet into the ground and was bought only a month ago." she said, setting the bucket and sponge down and crossing her arms as she leaned against the wall of the stable.  

[WitchAlchemist]

Kraelyn paused as he heard her voice, giving a sort of sigh as he slumped a bit and stopped tugging. He looked at the ground a moment before lifting his gaze to hers, seeing that she'd crossed her arms and leaned against the stable wall. Anger was harder to get at while he was feeling so glum. Instead, he moved forward as far as he was able, looking down at Shelby before gently nudging the left side of her chin, watching her all the while with sad, quiet eyes.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Shelby just rolled her eyes and pushed him away a bit before grabbing her supplies again and walking over to his side where the wound was, magickally making the bucket float next to her, she dipped the sponge into it, wrung it out and then started washing Kraelyn's wound. She wasn't being particularly gentle, but she wasn't being horribly rough either.  

[WitchAlchemist]

Kraelyn snorted a little as she rolled her eyes and moved away. The other walked to his side and he tilted his head to watch. The moment the water touched his wound, he made an odd, hissing sort of noise through the muzzle and tensed. But the next time, he didn't move or make a sound, watching Shelby who was being neither gentle nor painful.  

[chibi_blue_mouse]

Shelby finished cleaning the wound and then set the bucket and sponge down before placing her hand firmly on the wound. It was a simple situation of matter manipulation, and she had plenty of experience with that since making inanimate objects to her bidding and changing people into animals were also cases where she used matter manipulation. However with wounds, it helped if she could feel what exactly was wrong with it, and to do so, she had to touch the offending area. It would hurt yes, but from there she would be able to mend what had been torn.