"Later, then."Later, then." He ran towards the infirmary. At first I had wondered about a Ssphynx as part of a ski rescue team, but I realized that he would probably use a gravflitter to get around the mountain and on the ground his running on all fours probably gave him more stability. I wandered into the lodge, grabbing a cup of hot chocolate and downing it quickly, ignoring the fact that I was burning my tongue. I was cold! I got a second cup, allowing this one to cool a little before drinking it. I sat by the fireplace and waited. A couple of hours passed before the Ssphynx wandered into the lodge waiting area and said "Shardik?" "Hmm?" "She's ready. I think you should pick her up. We had to secure the leg from thigh to calf. We didn't have to wrap the hip, fortunately, but she's going to be off her feet for at least two weeks." I whistled low. "Ouch." "Yes," he replied. "There was significant damage to the femur. It looks like crushing damage. I think she cracked the leg against the tree and then dropped onto her knee, ramming the two broken bones together and snapping that splinter in her cap." I shuddered. "Where is she now?" "In the infirmary. C'mon, I'll let you collect her." "Just a sec," I said, putting my hand on his shoulder. "I think I should get her a jacket first." He nodded. "That was yours, wasn't it? It seemed a little large for her." I nodded, smiling. |