A song that no one knows forgot how it goes
Just john and me forever eternally, Jane Doe

CW: small mention of blood/wounds and the idea of funerals

There was singing. Otherworldly, mournful melodies that were wet with tears. The symphony of voices surrounded her, enveloped her like the glorious touch of a starlight. The voices came from distant stars that she couldn’t see, from another galaxy, but she knew the lights flickered somewhere. She floated on it, eased by the warmth of the love of it, even long after the music had ceased. There was a weightlessness to her, a strange yet comforting feeling of an all encompassing darkness. The smell of flowers and earth, the smell of red clay swirled through the dirt. A bed spun of the void, yet she didn't feel afraid. Somehow, she knew she shouldn't. Here was safe, here was warm. Here echoed with glorious voices raised in a collective cry of grief. Here smelt of lush summers. Here twinkled with invisible stars that seemed like a memory. It was heaven.

Heaven is merely an illusion, though.

The air she pulled into her nostrils was thick with the polleny scent of flora. It tickled her nose, and she twitched. When she opened the inky depths of her gaze, colours swirled before her in a kaleidoscope. Blues, pinks, reds. Small hints of purples. Bright whites that surrounded buttons of warm yellows. It was with great effort that she focused on a pale blob at the end of her nose. It's sunrise pink petals quivered at her gentle breath. A flower? Her dark gaze bounced around the blobs of colour around her that rendered into the unmistakable forms of flowers encased by a shallow wall of brown and red earth. She was encased by the wall of earth too. The clouds above her breathed in a soft yellow and pink, the sky behind them a waking blue. The dawn. She couldn't help but smile at the scene that surrounded her. The weightlessness that she had felt had gone now, the feeling of engulfing warmth ebbing away slowly. There was a tightness in her limbs, a woozy swirl in the back of her mind. A strange ache that stretched from her face down to her neck. The colours and the scent of her small patch of heaven kept her from truly noticing.


Her movements were jarring as she moved into a swaying sit. The world swirled and tumbled, colours draining into black and grey before returning to their previous brilliant. Petals glided from her body onto the bed of flowers, stems and leaves. She tilted her head curiously at the dance of colour as they fluttered down to settle among their kin. There was a splitting sensation at her neck, a rush of warmth hit her side, dripping from her neck and flowing down her leg. The flow lapped at the flowers at her feet, tinting them red. She didn't really comprehend it, staring at the bed of rainbow with an unwavering yet almost absent smile.

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The druid stepped from.the jungle she had become accustomed to as comfortably as her own hide. The trip today was to the west, away from the canopy of the jungle and to where she might be able to gather a collection of herbs to bring back to her garden. The red giant moved in silence, thoughts mulling over many different things, her gaze passing across the myriad of flowers of the gardens. A scent reached her nose tben, one she was becoming intimately familiar with. A pause between one step and the next and the giant would land her eye upon @Sylva. The creature seemed unsteady and the druid would approach slowly. Her chuff of greeting was quiet as she made to try and circle around the lioness, to get a feel for what was happening. The scent of blood grew stronger, and she felt her throat tighten when she saw the extent of the damage to the others hide. "Excuse me...were you perhaps in...the market for a healer?". Her tone was laced with concern as she paused a length or so away, looking the other over and taking in the almost dazed way the other seemed to stand. Would the other even know what was happening? Regardless she started casting her gaze around for something to start treating the lioness.

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A song that no one knows forgot how it goes
Just john and me forever eternally, Jane Doe

It was easy for her to bury her confusion behind the wonder of the sky and the petals and the dirt. The world she had awaken to was enough to overshadow the growing feeling of vacancy, at least for a small amount of time.

A voice came to her, one that she didn't recognise. Though she couldn't quite comprehend the thought, she had a vague idea that she couldn't recollect any voices, not even her own. No voices but the angelic choir that had come to her in the darkness seemed to be held within her mind. It took effort, a painful jolt of her skull to pull her fathomless gaze from the flowers to the face of another. She stared, maybe for to long, before she looked back down at the petals and flowers that filled her shallow hole in the ground.

"Do you like flowers?" The voice that came from her almost shocked her. Melodic and quiet and almost echoey. She pulled a stemmed rose from the bed of flora, holding the thorny thing out in a shaky paw to the woman before her.

@Kireena

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Seeing the other female closer, Kireena was able to tell she seemed to be standing in a shallow hole. The druids gaze looked and noted dim arks where hthe other had been surrounded in flowers. First, there was shock as she stared before the flower was offered on a shaking paw and the lioness stepped towards @Sylva wih unhurried steps. Unhurried, but still with intent. She didn't wish to scare the feline with panicking them. "I do in fact like flowers.. how aout you set down and we can take a look at why your flowers are red and wet, mmm?" The druid would try to use a large paw to gently attempt to press upon the others hips so they would settle to the ground, a shallow space Kireena could only call a grave. She would attempt to get a closer look at the wound before spotting some of the herbs needed and scooped them with a paw, carefully gathering them into a pile. It wasn't perfect, but she supposed that it would do to prevent the other from bleeding out until she could get her stabilized and somwhere that she could really treat the injuries. The jungle was close enough but there were other places to get what she needed... But the bleeding at least needed stuanched and the ther feline needed to stop moving about.

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The pale woman almost blankly as the giant woman moved closer. The thoughts were incoherent, but behind the cloud of blood loss, she wondered how tall she herself was. Big dark eyes started unblinking at @Kireena for a long while, before her entire head jolted to look down at the red staining flowers. The rose dropped from her paw when she looked back into the womans eyes. Silently she laid back into her bed of soft florals, obeying with a strange sort of distance. She laid her head down quietly, focusing her deep gaze onto the pink flower she had first seen when she had woken up.

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The dark lioness lay down and Kireena breathed a faint sigh of relief. She made her way towards the shallow grave before she would work on creation of a poultice from what was available - something to carefully pack into the wound and staunch the bleeding. Obviously, she would need to venture out farther to get what was REALLY needed, but the medic would be able to work off of what she had at the moment. "What's your name?" The question was soft spoken as the woman worked on her poultice. "I'm Kireena.." She hoped that by offering information to the other she could help keep her calm. Though she sorely wished to know WHY, she knew that following that line of questioning might cause the woman to become agitated and that was certainly not something she wanted to encourage - not until she had gotten stabilized at least.

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Laying in the flowers again gave her a brief feeling of comfort. For a soft moment, she wished she could return back to the warmth and darkness that she had been in not long before. She missed the soothing void. There was a sensation that she couldnt shake or really identify, but they weighed heavy on her.

That sensation grew into something more frightening when Kireena asked her name. The force of the emptiness of her thoughts hit her, and she frowned. The concept her her name seemed so difficult to grasp. Why couldn't she think of it? She then realised that she couldnt remember, well, anything.

Nothing.

"@Kireena..." The woman echoed, almost hoping that it would help her remember her own name. Nothing. She held her breath, staring intensely at the flowers as she tried to comprehend the alarming thoughts that flooded her mind. "I think..." The concept was almost impossible for her to verbalise, to morph into something tangible. The only way she could was with a quite and confused; "I think Ive lost my head?"

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A smile touched her lips as she worked, carefully spreading the hasty poultice onto a larger section of grass she'd managed to get arranged into a somewhat straight position. "It's allright.. Losing ones head is quite normal considering.." The red giant chuckled slightly as she would shift, glancing towards the other. "Hold still. This won't be entirely comfortable but it will help." It was just as likely that the other was dealing with significant bloodloss causing the confusion rather than anything else. They would just have to work on it and see what happened as she healed. The druid would wait for @Sylva to give some sort of an affirmative before she would move to place the grass covering over the lioness's wound. It wouldn't work long term, but short term, the concoction might help with the pain and it would CERTAINLY help stop the blood from leaving her body. She would need some more treatments once she was stable, some of which included the livers of a few ungulates. Kireena knew that the livers often helped mothers after a bloody pregnancy, so they would help with the bloodloss in general. Naturally, she had no idea that it would be because of the iron content in said organs, but she did know that the liver followed by the hearts often provided the best results.

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@Kireena's words didn't soothe her. Though her expression remained fairly blank, the tension in her forehead was obvious. Nothing about this felt normal. It felt alarming, it made her nauseous. In truth, she wasn't much aware of her wound or the blood or the pain that extended down her face and neck. It was really the lack of anything within her head that she was painfully aware of.

The woman wasn't even much aware of her own movement as she gently nodded. Even the pressure and stinging of the healing poltice didn't bring her thoughts from the swirling tornado of who who who who who who. It took a startling sharp breath of her own to bring her back to some kind of present. The pain became a little more noticable then. A distant ebbing that seemed almost out of reach. "I'm bleeding." Her tone was matter-of-fact and oddly calm.

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"Well, hopefully not for much longer." She offered @Sylva a comforting smile as she worked, carefully nudging the poultice covered grasses into place, a soft paw holding them until the lioness's own blood and sticky fur was able to dry just enough between that and the poultice to hold it in place. "Once we get the bleeding stopped.. We can work on finding you some things to help you feel better - and perhaps remember some things." Kireena knew it was entirely likely that the other had lost enough blood she just flat was not firing on all cylinders and while that was somewhat alarming. She also knew better than to alarm the other by bringing something like that up. As she worked, her mind was turning towards the different herbs she would have within reach. Just off in the distance rose the dark green of the jungle. It was there she would be intending to bring the other female in the hopes that she could find more items to better help her on the way.

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