Ravensblood Forest the healing touch

Palisander was ready to grab some of the plants to munch it into a poultice but Isley decided to take that upon herself. The male grabbed the bits of paste and started applying it to the wounds. He had grabbed extra, hence why he had stayed away for so long, so they could layer it on thick on her wounds. In the meanwhile the male across from them was explaining more about his future pack. A pack that they might be interested in. It seemed Isley's shoulder was the worst, luckily she held it in cold water so the swelling would go down.

Palisander applied the paste to all her wound, even the tiniest ones. He nudged her lightly. "Eat these poppy seeds, they will numb the pain a bit," he spoke to her. He went an extra length to get them. He might be confident, lightly arrogant but he was very loyal and loyalty was what he was displaying right now. The male caught most of the conversation and it reminded him of a female he met back into the valley. "I cam upon a female in the valley we stayed, just before we left actually, the one in the east. She told me that she was finding a new territory to settle because it was so crowded out here in the west. She was from Silvertip. Now I think of it... Didn't we see a silver tipped mountain close by?," he spoke, thinking about it. "She seemed friendly but that means that perhaps another neighbor is leaving," he informed the male.

Isley asked another question, Palisander sat back and listened to his reply. It was an important question because he was not necessarily aggressive or a fighter. He was certain there would be other roles to do in this pack but if it was expected for everyone to fight it would not the pack for him.