Wounds and Plans

Me and Tara were talking about our plans while she was tending to my wounds.

"That beast got you pretty good," Tara said.

"Yeah, it did," I replied as I stood there with blood all over myself.

Tara tore a piece of her shirt off and filled a container up with water, "Let me clean those nasty cuts for you. You don't want them to get infected."

Tara poured the water over my wounds and wiped them off with the piece of material that she tore off from her shirt.

"Ouch!" I said. "That stings."

"Sorry," Tara replied as she continued to cleanse my wounds.

"We should have the shelter completed by sometime tomorrow," I said. "We're gonna have to prepare some supplies to take with us when we go on our search for Genevieve, Stephon, and Brian."

"We'll have enough food for a little while once we finish processing the second beast. I'll pack some up for us before we leave tomorrow," Tara said while she padded my wounds dry with the cloth material.

I looked at my wounds, and I was impressed by how good of a job she cleaned them up.

"Thanks for caring for my wounds, Tara," I said. "That would be great if you could get the food prepared. I'll see what kind of resources and materials I can gather to bring with us as well."

"Your welcome," Tara replied as she kissed me on the cheek. "I guess I'll go begin processing the beast."

I hugged Tara and gently placed my hand on her leg, "Sounds good. While you're doing that, I'll get back to working on the shelter."

Tara's now processing the beast for food and hide, and I'm just about to get back to work on building the shelter. Tomorrow is gonna be a pretty big day as we'll be continuing on with our search to see if Genevieve, Stephon, and Brian ended up making it here as well.