Firefly Glen Ma Zasush Dasse; Its just a flesh wound

She held still as Praimfaya applied the moss, wincing just a bit as the moss pressed into a sensitive spot but making no move to pull away. She was silent as the girl talked about Roangeda, explaining it was just starting out and that when she was older she would lead it. She made a low sound of interest, impressed with how mature Praimfaya was for her age. From appearance Pool assumed she was probably under a year but maturity...she'd seen grown wolves who could do with some lessons from this kid. She smiled faintly and once the moss was all gone she shifted and rolled her shoulder, lifting her leg and then setting down as she tested how she could move without disturbing the moss. It seemed well enough in place and so she turned her focus back on the pale girl "You are smart...good Wanheda when grown" she said kindly but what was more she believed it. "Where is Roangeda? I settle before Aheshke, when too cold for lone life" she spoke painfully slowly, struggling to form a sentence with the little knowledge she held of Common. She knew enough to hold conversations but not enough to sound as intelligent as she really was. Pool gave Praimfaya a tentative smile "No promise...but maybe I will come if path leads" she felt the need to throw that out there, she wasnt one to toss around empty promises and giving hopes of loyalty where she wasnt certain there would be any.