Moonspear Medic!

Floki nodded, an offer to take Pyx to Nocturne Summit on the tip of his tongue. But he couldn't quite get the words out -- he hesitated at first, fearing that his injury would prevent him from traveling for some time. He didn't even want to think about what he would do if it turned out to be a permanent change, and was thankful for Judas' reappearance to distract him.

He had collected leaves and a few yellow blossoms; Floki was pleased when he realized that he could identify both plants. "Oak leaves and marigold," he said rhetorically as Judas asked Pyx to do the honors. The young Beta shifted his gaze to her, watching as she took the marigold and began to work it methodically between her teeth, until it reached the desired consistency.

Obediently, he thrust out his left foreleg at her muffled request. She slathered the paste onto his swollen ankle and he grimaced at the mild pressure but did his best to maintain a neutral expression. "It's okay; thank you," he reassured her. He really was grateful for the assistance of both of his packmates. Pyx directed a question at Judas and Floki waited patiently for his response; the combination of the raspberry leaves and the marigold was already dulling the ache in his leg.