* Having helped Bethberry bandage her arm and seeing that his friend was now resting with her eyes closed, Gandalf looked around to see if anyone else yet required assistance. Patient and shivering stood Arcon's horse Getathane, with splats of blood from the arrow lodged in his foreleg seeping onto the ground below. Hearing Birdland volunteer to provide restorative care and comfort, Gandalf turned to her. *
Birdie, have you experience tending to the hurts of horses? An embedded arrow can be tricky business, doing more harm coming out than going in. If nothing else, we can bind up the area with cloth and await a decision from Arcon on his return from scouting.
* The black horse from Mordor nibbled grass. It shook its head and neck from time to time. The horse's mane, matted and tangled, and a general sheen of dirt, hinted at exertion in battle and habitual neglect in the stables of the East. *
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