Wolf Pack of the Tundra temporarily not accepting

[Moon pool]

After applying soothing mixtures and bandages made of moss and deer skin "Think you broke or sprained anything?"

[ShadowsEternalFlame]

" I don't think so..."

[Moon pool]

Flame nodded "Good then you should heal soon defiantly before the spring comes"

[ShadowsEternalFlame]

She sighed with relief. "Thank you.." she layed her head down. "Where is hawk..?"

[Moon pool]

He looked up from herbs "He is talking to the pup I brought back Nanook"

[ShadowsEternalFlame]

She nodded drifting off to sleep

[guns for hands]

{Hello. Grace with broken ribs over here XD}

[guns for hands]

She gently rocked back and forth in her mind, since of course, she couldn't move. She closed her eyes and smiled. It hurt to breath because of her ribs. Her chest and stomach had deep gashes in them and she winced at the pain. She listened to the beautiful tune, picking up on the rhythms and cadences of the pretty song. Before she knew it, she was humming along softly, sleep engulfing her in its deep folds of darkness.

[Crazy_Madi]

I emotionlessly watched the other healer work. I needed sleep but no one could see me, so I trusted Night in the paws of the other healer and headed out just into the forest a bit. I found a hidden nook and slept hoping no one would discover me.

[yeeee.]

Rebel increased his pace, the silliest grin on his face as the masked smell of a fae increased. There was a very strong herb scent surrounding the nook she rested, nonetheless the rogue brute didn't care. Stopping in front a nook, Rebel gave himself a quick grooming, and peered in to see a still fae [Soul]. "Hi," Rebel said, his grin growing wider. He then lowered his head a little to get a better view of her, yet still failed to realize she was sleeping. "You look simply stunning today," Rebel added, wagging his tail with his golden eyes flashing in the dimmed light filtering into the den. He knew most females and males didn't like his words and considered him a flirt, yet he always continued in his way. In his mind, it wasn't flirting; he did it to make the faes feel special like they were. And when the time came, he'd find his special mate in that very way. "I know you must be very busy, but could you please help me?" Rebel murmured, his tone becoming urgent as he tried to squeeze his upper half into the nook. Unfortunately Rebel found himself hung, yet he pretended he wasn't. And simply awaited her response.