Wisteria | Magic Tribe | Timberwolf | Feeling: Alarmed/Afraid
Wisteria gave Silver a nervous smile, trying to make the best of the predicament. "Please, rinse off Kiara's forehead. We have to make sure it's clean before I apply the Goldenrod." She stood beside Kiara, trying to give her as much support as possible. Kin won't make it in time. "Wait here, I need to get Goldenrod before it's too late." Wisteria felt as if she would faint from all the running she had done, but it wasn't nearly as bad as death. The tree hollow she had hid out in was home to Goldenrod, she had remembered seeing some while covering it up. Where is it? She remembered that is was close to where the hunters were, and caught a glimpse of vivid yellow flowers in the corner of her eye. There. Wisteria prodded over to the Goldenrod, and bit a few pieces of the flower off, already starting to chew them to a pulp for Kiara.















