Overture Downs So it begins

Morgäna snorted a touch at this of course, flicking an ear in thought as he spoke naturally. "Lie down and stay still." It was all the women said before opening the little bundle of herbs, going through them, she selected a few to be chewed and turned into a paste. Once the male laid down and well was still, only then did she reach over and bother putting such on this wounds, to help keeping them from opening up on him but also to healer faster. Once every wound was given a good look over, did she finally apply the spider web to bind them and to keep the paste in place. "Only one resides here, that I know of." Of course she neglected to give a name, as she was soon finished, spitting out the rest of the bitter herbs. "My price for the name, would to be to meet one of your leaders to learn of what happened between this pack and yours." A fair trade off, she could gather some herbs on the way and keep an eye on his wounds.