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Jeffrey Catherine Jones — Savage Sword of Conan, vol. 1, no. 5 frontispiece (April 1975) Source
But previously: Jeffrey Catherine Jones “Wolfling” by Gorden R. Dickson (1969)
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Jeffrey Catherine Jones — Savage Sword of Conan, vol. 1, no. 5 frontispiece (April 1975) Source
But previously: Jeffrey Catherine Jones “Wolfling” by Gorden R. Dickson (1969)
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"Series/Wolf's Heart/Wolfling", please?
‟Thank you.” Sho said softly, and Kei smiled, brushing a hand over his hair, his shoulder. He looked back at his brother, pressing his lips together, and Kei wished he could offer more reassurance, but it was a bad wound, even for a wolf - and for a cub. . . ‟I hope Toshi is all right.” Sho said softly, sidling a little closer to Kei, his shoulder brushing Kei’s side.
Series - Wolf's Heart - Wolfling for WIP Wednesday please
Kei wrapped up the wounds as quickly as he could, then backed off and left the cub to himself as he glared suspiciously. Kei couldn’t blame him - if anything he had more reason now, given how Kei had repeatedly ignored his requests and even his warnings to be left alone. A gentle tug at his shirt drew Kei’s attention, and he tilted his head, meeting sky blue eyes again.
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Sentences added to [redacted], and here are three more for Wolfling as well, thanks!
It had been some time since he’d really paid attention to the date - or much of anything - but he was relatively certain it was, at least, not 2011. Still, neither bandages nor rubbing alcohol expired, and the iodine would be fine. Water would be better for cleaning the wound, but Kei wouldn’t trust any water they could get here not to make things worse.
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Sentences added to [redacted] and also to Wolfling, thanks!
‟Here.” Sho’s quick steps pattered up at his side, and he knelt, offering a battered dark green case with a faded white cross on it. Kei opened it and found that despite its condition, it did still contain at least some of what should be available in a first aid kit; if - he picked up a tube and eyed it - some of it was rather far past its expiration date. He thought.