Stavanger Bay shipwreck (IC joining)

None too surprisingly, Ragnar's line of questioning required little from Chrysanthemum. Figuring that the leader desired nothing more than her silent attentiveness for the time being, the juvenile granted him that with the added bonus of veiling her mediocre disdain for the other wolf.

When all -or most- of the negotiating was complete, the Jarl seemed content to invite Atreyu to remain with them. Groaning on the inside, Chrys could only believe that their personal relationship would suffer from the less than stellar start. Fortunately for her though, she had more pressing matters to attend to in the immediate future. Thus, she considered him a problem best rested on the back burner for now.

Turning her head toward Ragnar again, she finally figured in a place for herself to speak again. Had the Jarl missed the boy's wound as she had previously? It was possible considering the hour and other matters at hand. After all, he wasn't in as nearly as poor of a state as she had been when he and Nerian had discovered her. Still, Chrysanthemum thought it was worth bringing to Ragnar's attention -even if Atreyu hadn't spoken on it himself. No matter how she felt about him personally, he was a packmate now, and therefore figured into their collective health. "Ragnar, when you're done with him perhaps your wife would like to see him," she inquired respectfully. "He has that gash on his head and I am sure that it would heal better with some assistance." That was so long as Nerian wasn't the one providing it.