The Kelpie's Cries (Completed)

Broken

!Slight trigger warning(??)!

After their brief encounter with the only human of the forest while they were moving with the horde of fairies, the kelpie had started acting weird. The first to notice was Enfys who had taken note of how he was moving his head around more and his pace had become irregular -going fast and then slow- and he would snap at the other fairies when they would pass by him. The girl was too focused on looking around the environment and the jackalopes as they hopped along the path and seeing the gold horns herd together in medium-sized groups. There were anthropomorphs in the big migration inland such as satyrs, werewolves, nymphs and many others that she was unable name due to her lack of knowledge on them. There were no other kelpies, though, just her friend who had been carrying them for so long. There were no unicorns running or pegasus flying with them. Maybe they don't live over there..., that was the only logical explanation she could come up with.

The world went down and then up for a second and the sensation ripped her from her zoning out. It seemed that her friend tripped on a rock -or an elf. It was then that she too noticed his weird behavior because he didn't stop jittering. She thought back to their encounter with Henry. She was so scared that she would be taken back to her father to face the same fate as her late mother or some other miserable and dark future she didn't want to imagine. She was so glad that Enfys was there with her, otherwise she might have found out if her fate would have been the former or the latter. Where is dad, though?, she questioned in her thoughts. Why wasn't he, the one who wanted her back, not looking for her and instead passed that burden to Henry? It was a true mystery, one that she wanted to investigate but she was scared to do so. She was only a child after all.

"Oi! Where are you going?!", Enfys screeched as the kelpie changed direction, moving away from the other fairies. The witch was pulling at his mane, trying to change the new course he had taken but that only made him rear up on his hind legs and kicking, trying to get them off him but the woman was squeezing her thighs on his stomach, holding on for both of their lives. The situation caught many's attention to the three of them and some stayed to watch. Finally, with one last kick, Enfys was thrown to the ground landing on her back, the girl falling right after her and landing on her shoulder with a sickening crack.

The kelpie, her friend, took off in a rush to go to wherever it was he wanted to go so badly. Enfys shouted after him, cursing him for leaving the two of them when they were supposed to be together but alas there was nothing she could do to bring him back. The woman looked at the girl who was struggling to sit up and the way she winced when she put pressure on one of her arms alarmed her. She quickly helped her sit up and cleaning her soil-covered face with her fingers to see her eyes brimming with tears. Those were probably from the sudden events that had just occurred because it all happened so fast that she couldn't have felt much pain.

"Are you alright?", she asked, looking over her arm. She saw that she was clutching her shoulder with her hand.
"My arm feels numb and weird", the girl responded, grimacing as she rubbed her arm.
"Did you hear anything before it started feeling that way?"
"I heard something go 'crrrrrr' and then 'poof'"

Her arm was broken. Either that or her shoulder had popped out of its socket but there wouldn't be a cracking sound if that had happened. However, there was nothing Enfys could do to help her condition in the middle of a migration in the middle of nowhere. They couldn't stop either in case there were humans on their tracks with harmful, iron weapons that could wipe them out in seconds. The woman stood up and gingerly helped the girl as she murmured words under her breath. The two approached one of the moving dryads of a weeping tree and Enfys asked to cut one of her hanging branches for the wounded arm of her temporary companion. The dryad understood their situation and let them part with not one but about five of her tree's branches for the girl's arm to be tied.

"Miss Enfys, is my arm okay?", the girl asked worriedly as the woman wrapped branch after branch around the girl's arm and behind her neck, since she didn't want to waste time braiding them into ropes.
"It is not fine but I can not treat you here. You will have to wait until we reach my hut" -she informed her- "Here, chew this", she said as she cut a herb's leaves and handed them to the girl.
"What are these?"
"It is what that human calls 'painkillers'. Now, go on, chew"

And 'chew' she did. The taste was awful but she had to bare with it. The tears in her eyes started to fall from the worry about the condition of her arm. Her father had told her about crazy doctors cutting whole arms off because of a broken bone; she definitely did not want to have a nub for a shoulder due to some crazy doctor. Why would someone cut off another's limb in the first place? How would that save someone's life? Those people probably bled to death after that happened to them for all she knew. How can one get better from that? She shook her head to rid the thoughts that made the tears fall and focused on what had led to her situation.

She recalled her friend running off into the trees, far away from them after he had rid of them on the ground. Why had he done something like that? Something that led to her arm breaking or moving out of place -whichever one it was- and then just leaving; abandoning her there, completely defenseless, to depend on a stranger. It wasn't something that friends did, that was for sure but... There has to be a reason, right?.. She hoped there had been a reason for such treason and it better had been a good one at that.