Blackfoot Forest The Butterfly Blooms

Alarian looked faintly worried at the she-wolf's statement. Badly infected? He repeated softly, his gaze shifting for a moment to Korei as he found himself hoping she hadn't heard that. Then he looked back at the strange, beautiful woman to answer her question. Yes... thank you. The boy said genuinely.

He gathered up his remaining strength to hold still for whatever came next, turning his attention to the herbs she had gathered. Ali recognized the plants, for he had a decent amount of knowledge there, but he hadn't known they could be used for healing. The boy focused on committing this knowledge to memory, deciding he would watch the healer's movements raptly in hopes of later imitation.