She grazed for a good while before lifting her head and looking over at West. She saw that he was asleep now and smiled some. She yawned some feeling a bit of tiredness wash over her and goes and finds her own spot to sleep.

West woke a couple hours later. He raised his head, blinking wearily. He just hated lying down, but he knew he needed to. Wither already thought he was an idiot... West grabbed a bite of grass near him, chewing thoughtfully

Wither continued to sleep since she was very comfortable and nothing was bothering her unlike last night. Her legs twitched some as she dreamt of running. Other than the occasional twitching of her legs Wither's body was very relaxed and she seemed calm.

West wanted to walk around... he knew he shouldn't but he was nervous. Anxious. He hauled himself onto his feet, keeping all the weight off his leg. He limped heavily towards the water, taking a drink then walking towards the lush grass. He ate a couple bites, then, feeling calmer, he went back towards the tree and laying down. He put down his head, twitching occasionally as he glanced at Wither

She shifted her body into a new position and sighed as she slept. Her dream was good but she sighed due to the fact that she was finally relaxing. She hoped that West was behaving and opened an eye to see where he was. She watched as he limped over to the pond and got a drink before going to graze. She watched him for a little longer until he went back to laying dow. -Atleast he is staying off of that leg- she thinks.

West grunted, opening his eyes as the bright light of dawn shine through his eyelids. He felt tired.. draggy. He leg was numb and heavy and he couldn't move it. West raised his head, his vision spinning slightly but clearing immediately. He looked at Wither drearily, not wanting to move

Wither awoke as the morning sunlight hit and and got up, stretching some. She walked over to West to check on him and sees that he was awake. "Good morning," she says, "how is the leg feeling now? Also does anything else feel funny?" She eyed his leg and saw that it looked about the same as it did yesterday.

"Its numb, so it isn't feeling much of anything." West said drily, hauling himself to his feet. He winced with the pain from his leg and other small, various wounds. "I'm sure it will heal soon." He answered, stretched a back leg. He yawned, shaking out his mane to try to wake himself up.

She nodded and lifted her head. "Wait here I'll go find something to help," she says and trots off. She sniffs around some shrubbery and unburries some more ginger. She then sniffs out some wild rosemary and grabs some of that as well before returning to West. "This will help with any pain as well as swelling," she says dropping the herbs and first nudges the ginger, "and the rosemary will help mostly with the swelling. Your leg is probably numb from you sleeping last night and it not moving a lot."

West grunted in response, eating the horrible tasting plants. He made a face, shaking his head. "Blech. Couldn't they make plants that are good for you taste better?" He half joked, shaking his head again.