Luna shifted her leg into a more comfortable position. Luna was currently leaning against the bathtub inside of the bathroom. There was a cloth tied around her leg, and she had tried her best to stop the bleeding by herself, but the fabric was already dyed red, and it was obvious that she did not do a very good job. Luna had slowly lost strength while trying to prevent the wound from bleeding, and before she knew it, she was already drowsy and sleeping off from the blood loss.
Her breathing was labored, and she was trying her best not to move too much so that she wouldn't worsen the injuries.
"Luna. Luna, can you hear me?"
A faint voice spoke up from somewhere distant, and Luna's eyes cracked open slightly as she tried to see what was in front of her. Her vision was blurry, and all that she could see was black hair and a well-muscled body.
"KING? Is... Is that you?"
Mark frowned as he examined the wound on Luna's leg.
