Unbeknownst to Rajani, she had just entered the Teekon Wilds. It probably wouldn't have been something she cared to know anyway. But something she probably would've liked to have known was that the lands she had just entered were currently plagued by famine, disaster, and disease. The little goddess was already painfully bony looking by nature; a famine wasn't exactly going to be easy on her. But, having just arrived here, she was still unaware of the unfortunate events taking place. 

Therefore when she was pacing by the river that fed into the lake, and spotted a figure acting strangely not too far away, she paused and watched. From this distance she was unable to tell the gender of the creature- but it was a warmly colored wolf whose fur was a lovely hue. Rajani stared as they stumbled, trembled, shivered, collapsed. The kid's eyes closed and Rajani wondered to herself Has it fallen asleep right here? She paced her way towards it quickly, curiousity taking control, stopping a few yards away. Now she was confident the kid was a male. "What is wrong with you?" She spoke to him bluntly in a neutral tone, careless as to whether she had disturbed his slumber, or whatever it was he was doing.

A set of strikingly blue pupils met Rajani's purple gaze. The boy's eyes seemed to be glazed over. It reminded her of how her ill sister had looked when they were little. Before Rajani had eaten her. She shooed the thought away, but decided that the boy likely had a similar problem. Set in the belief in her own godliness and power, she approached the boy closer, as if she was immune to sickness. 

It took the kid a moment to answer, a moment in which she wondered if he was braindead, before he finally spoke up. "i don't know." The yearling felt some pity for him in that moment. He seemed pathetic- suffering from something, unaware of what it was or how to cure it. She was silent for a long moment before she spoke again. "If you lie here too long, vultures will come pick you apart." It was a little cold, but it was her best attempt at being kind to the stranger, by giving him a word of warning. She was not an evil deity; she believed that maybe if she was kind to him he could even become her follower.

Rajani watched as the kid rolled his eyes at her comment. His bit of sarcasm annoyed her but she wouldn't let it show, although she thought to herself You're lucky to even be in my presence, boy. She found his carelessness intriguing.

When the boy said it'd be a decent meal, she wasn't sure if he was referring to himself or the birds- but her tongue slipped out her mouth to lick her lips slightly. How interesting that she had tried wolf and not vulture. When she had devoured her twin she hadn't fully understood how wrong it was- but by the time she did understand, she was not repulsed by it. She would probably do it again someday and this boy seemed to be somewhat apathetic to his condition. But she would not do anything presently; they were having conversation now and she wasn't that barbaric. 

When he asked if she was afraid of his iillness, she tilted her head before slowly shaking it side to side. "I can promise you I won't catch whatever you have." She guaranteed. Of course it wasn't true, she was surely at risk. But Rajani was a delusional girl, thanks to the beliefs she was raised by. She was absolutely confident that she would be immune.

When the boy asked urgently of her "what's happening to me?" , Rajani felt a similar laughter rise in her as well, though she suppressed it. He seemed nervous and delusional in his sickness. His attempt to stand looked unstable, and once again she pitied the ill wolf. She decided to play with him, building off her belief in her own godliness. "I'm immune. It's a demon in your soul that has cursed you into sickness. If you don't exorcise it I believe it will weaken you further." She lied easily. She kept her neutral tone well in an attempt to convince him.

Of course it was a risk to play off such superstitions; she had no idea if the boy believed in demons. In fact she thought he probably didn't, as most wolves did not. But she waited eagerly for his response as a cruel playfulness in her heart was excited. Hopefully he was gullible. In truth she had no idea what his sickness was or how to help him, so why not mess with him a bit?

Rajani's cool gaze remained unmoving on Scarab as a shiver ran through his body again. When the boy claimed he had been a monster for long before, Rajani's eyes widened. On one hand, she wanted to laugh at that. But on the other hand, she only half disbelieved him; superstition was a weakness for her; and so she took just the slightest shift backward away from the kid, just in case.

When the monster boy growled at her, her eyes narrowed in annoyance with him. "If there is a way I can help you, I will gladly oblige. I have pity for you. Otherwise I will give you my blessing and leave you to live or rot." She informed him in response to his proposal that she leave. Rajani was telling the truth, she was willing to do a favor. She did not see it as an act of service to him- she saw it as an act of her own kindness, something he would be lucky to receive. In her mind, he should have been grateful for her offer.

The boy denied her blessing- and her eyes narrowed, forehead wrinkling with her annoyance. Fine. He could be ungrateful, it was his loss. When the boy suggested real medicine, Rajani remained silent. She didn't know the first thing about medicinal herbs or healing in general. Of course she wasn't going to say that, so instead she just listened as he continued. And suggested that she leave him to rot. She could tell his patience was thin from his huffs, his snappy answers. 

"Fine, boy. It's your funeral." She took one more look over him, sizing up how weak he was. Deciding he seemed too weakened to make any effort against her, she spat disrespectfully at the ground by his feet, before making her way in the direction she came from, without looking back.