He sees me struggling to get off the ground. So he, helps me up to my feet, well sort of, it was more like standing on one foot. He starts to back away but I couldn't keep my balance so I grab onto his shoulder. My hood is still up but barely covering the tip of my nose. I'm a bit more relaxed than before, though, the pain is very dull, and keeping me from zoning out. This can't stop me from thinking though.

I want the wound to bleed more, I may not know much about the sciences of blood. I do however know that if a wound is forced to bleed more the wound will be more thoroughly cleaned, it's more complicated than just this though. I also know that the human body contains about 5.5 liters of blood. Plus if I lose a lot of blood my body can regenerate blood cells.

As I was thinking the guard was trying to get my attention, it did get me out of my trance.

"What's wrong?"

Ok. At this point he has forgotten about the thorn in my arm. So in that case I might as well make this bleed more. To get the bacteria and any dirt out.

"Hey. You ok?" He asks

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine!" I answer, hoping I didn't say it like he shouldn't.

"Are you sure?" He says, sounding sceptical.

"Yeah!" I say noticing how quick I responded to his question.

Darn it!!

I thought as a drop of blood fell from my arm and onto the ground.

"I don't think it looks like you are alright." He says moving to stand in front of me, as I continue to hold onto his shoulder.

"Let me look at your arm." He says, motioning toward the arm I previously landed on. Which just so happens to be the same arm that has the thorn in it. I move my arm away from my my body. The guard takes it in his hands examining the wound.

"Those thorns can do some serious damage. Ok, so here's the deal you're going to have to come the village. We have someone there that can help you." He says. Your eyes widen in fear, not at the fact he was willing to help, but that he wanted you to go to his village.

Even though he couldn't see your eyes, he could feel your hand on his shoulder tighten it's grip.

"Hey. Don't worry the people of this village are friendly." He says, trying to calm you. That didn't work. He noticed this,

"It's going to be alright." He says in a soft caring tone. (I know he is very out of character)

"No, it's not! In the end it's not going to be ok!" I say.

" Why do you say that?" He says, sounding concerned.

"Okasis guards are searching for me. They won't stop till I'm in their prison." I say. The guard looks like he is in pure shock.

"Why were they chasing you?" He asks.

"My parents told me to run from our village, it is at war with Okasis. So I did as I was told, I ran. The high priest saw me run and ordered a group of guards to chase after me. And well until I climbed the tree you found me in, I actually slept in that tree the night before you found me." I said.

I hope they're ok.

All that is running through my mind are thoughts of my family, I don't have any friends because I am too shy to go up and start a conversation with them. Most people in my village beside my family are very hostile in the sense of word choice.

"I don't care if they are after you, you need help. My lord won't mind either she isn't like the common lords you may find around this region." He informs me.

"O-ok. Fine." I say, a bit nervous.