Her round of the borderlands had actually met up with the initial scene of it all, but her arrival far too late to see anything but the remnants of the fight -- fur scattered, the earth disturbed by scraping paws, an offensively foreign scent. Her hackles rose to a prominent ridge and with haste, she took off down Jace's trail further into the territory.

Slowing up at the sight of him (roughed up and so on), she chuffed towards him as she neared from behind. Jace, she whuffed, having long since noticed the scent of blood and the stiffness of his walk. Worry was measured, for now.. but she was overly eager to assess this situation, and strode up beside him. What the hell happened? I smelled.. a female..? she panted, eyes narrowed as she got sight of his injuries (although not the one on his nuts).

He looked a rightful mess, although his injuries did not look direly serious. She did notice his cracked tooth and wondered if that bothered him any. Teeth were a delicate subject, and not one she would know how to help if he needed it.

Then her ears slicked back as she listened. How idiotic, she seethed, teeth peeling back with the words and offended at her borderlands being so disregarded. Did she smell of a pack? Or anything notable, really? Ame hadn't been able to notice one on the trail but Jace had gotten a good, firsthand whiff of the hostile wolf. Do you think she will be stupid enough to return? she asked while stepping closest to him, peering with a frown at the piece of missing flesh on his shoulders, suspecting it to be the worst of it. They were still bleeding, and raw, so surely, he was miserable but they would all need cleaning at least.

As a loner, she was hardly more than an annoyance. There had been the possibility that she had been affiliated with a pack at first, and at least that was not the case. Still, an over-confident, moronic loner was not something she wished to be dealing with, especially to leave him like that. It sounds like her head was empty, she scoffed. If she came back here, Ame would be happy to help her with that death wish.. that was to say, if trespassing while already injured wasn't going to do her in before that could happen. If she comes back, we will see to finishing what you started. Ame huffed.

At least none of your injuries look.. too serious from what I can tell. But they have to still be troublesome, she murmured. Winter's chill was not kind to open, healing flesh, and fresh herbs were scarce -- especially without consistent healers in their pack. Is there.. anything I can do..? she asked slowly, now having come to stand in front of Jace after a good all-around look at him. He was an independent sort so she wouldn't pressure the offer much, but she cared for his well-being, and would do what she could..

Scoffing again, she shook her head. It is odd, yes, but some truly have no sense of their own mortality when their bravery exceeds straight stupidity.. she murmured. It was becoming apparent that it was the trespassing female's sort of thinking -- or so Amekaze could assume from here.

And as expected, the shoulder was the worst of it. But there was more. She tilted her head. So she fights dirty, too, hm? she quipped, trying not to find any humor in Jace's wounded balls with a straight face. While she couldn't exactly sympathize with the pain, she guessed it would hurt greatly to have one's genitals mangled. Then consider yourself lucky. A surprise neutering was much worse. She nosed him gently on the neck, careful to mind the injuries. But honestly. That is just.. rude. If I find her next time, there will be no mercy, she smirked subtly, somewhat interested in the idea as she pulled back.

In regards to a wound dressing, she furrowed her brows some. While not her strongest skill, it was at least one she was slowly learning on the fly. But it just seemed necessary when it always seemed like someone was finding trouble in one way or another. I think I should have something. To help slow up the bleeding, at least a little.. she gestured, and left him the option to wait here or to follow.

She turned on her heels and set herself to motion towards the nearest stock. While not one of the biggest ones she knew of, she hoped to find something there. It is too bad Mallaidh up and vanished.. and that I did not learn more from her during her brief time here, she huffed as she strode along, keen to keep the motion steady but not hurrying for Jace's sake.

On mentally reminding herself to slow down, she peered over her shoulder at Jace. Is it.. particularly painful? Like much worse than an regular.. wound? she asked, gesturing low towards his legs, just being curious. Sorry, I guess I do not have a good idea how that would be, lacking the anatomy and all. she chuffed a soft laugh, facing forward again. There are a few things that are supposedly good for pain, but I am not largely familiar with their side effects.. so unless it was really bad, I do not think I would suggest it.. she explained, to offer some sort of justification for why she had asked -- besides just wondering, really.

Too often.. and here I thought she may stick a little better, since she was so quick to prove she knew what she was talking about when she joined.. Ame grumbled. Often they'd tout their skills and she'd leave them to settle in, after which it would usually take a few weeks before she truly started to notice their contributions amongst the pack. Mallaidh had wasted no time in understanding what herb stores they did have here and helping grow them into something greater. But it had just been such a short stay..

Nevertheless, he humored her awkward question. Ah. Well, I cannot even imagine the horror of having a foe so close to there.. she laughed softly. It sounded rather problematic, and she wasn't finding herself envious of his external bits. How did it end up like that anyway? she smirked, trying to imagine the awful tangle of fighting wolf it had to have been.

Anyway, on pain. As I suspected. But, even for cases outside of.. sore testicles, I am learning slowly.. she muttered as she strode ahead towards a particularly scruffy patch of brush. Beneath it, tucked beneath a small sandstone slab, she dug back gently to uncover her small yarrow store -- her go-to when there was nothing else, and she had stocked up. It probably will sting, she said, nudging the dried leaves with her muzzle and eying Jace again. Fresh yarrow was best, but any yarrow was good. It was a multipurpose sort of plant.. which was probably why she knew about it from her parents' packs. I would say.. leave it on for a while, until the flesh tightens up well, then a good rinse to see how it does.. she explained before she prepared to carefully groom it onto his wound. It may not need more than that, honestly. Although, coming from the mouth of a rotten loner, one would never know.

She wasn't sure why only some did stick here. Like Jace, she was not overly sociable either but she didn't find it to be to an off-putting degree. Some are, I suppose. I am not exactly sure what the cause is. Maybe they just do not fit.. she decided. It was just a little bit odd adjusting to seeing the entirely come-and-go of faces in the pack. She supposed that, as just a regular member, she had not noticed it as much.

Anyway, as she listened to his grumble the tale of how she had ended up with her teeth near his nuts at all, she carefully chewed the leaves. Almost she wished she had more at this storage hole, but this would have to do for now. Through her work, she almost laughed softly. While hugely unfortunate for Jace, it probably was an interesting sort of scuffle to see.

When ready, she closed the space between them, peered at the wounds then smeared the plant-paste concoction she had made. There was a bit of grooming done too, with her preening out a few bits of hair that were only going to complicate healing. She wasn't overly delicate with it (Jace was tough though), but effective and to the point with her motions until the worst of te open injuries were smeared with yarrow. Stepping back, she admired the work and looked to Jace with a slowly switching tail while she licked the tastes off her own tongue. That should help some. So long as infection stays away.. she murmured. That was when things could get difficult, and she wasn't overly confident on her abilities to deal with that just yet.

She would reflect more critically on the social system of the Sunspire in time to come. Lately she had focused mostly on keeping their territory guarded and their caches filled, with far less consideration for how it appeared to newcomers looking for their place. Granted, as Jace had suggested, even the mountain itself was not for everyone. The same could be said about the wolves here.. not that she could view this as a problem by any standard of the word.

Her eyes stayed on the wounds as he shifted now, then offered his thanks. Mhm, she grunted quietly. It should not take too long to mend, she added hopefully; the wounds were not terrible, he was fit, healthy, and although rather prone to finding himself in situations to earn injuries, he seemed to recover well. Ame knew some mindless little loner wouldn't set him back much, but it was true he should take it easy and rest in the coming days.

Meanwhile, she was already intending to head back to the borderlands after this.

She sighed a soft huff, not being able to think of too many others more prone to finding injuries than Jace, so she hoped this would be the last of it for a while too. But, from there, she understood his need of rest. Amekaze nodded. Of course, rest.. she said promptly, and would not linger much longer. She nudged his shoulder softly, although kept it a very fleeting touch, and jogged off towards the borders.