Arrow Lake I'm good it's just a scratch

A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips "I see that" she murmured as he checked her wounds over. She watched him chew the herbs wondering if it tasted awful or if he was just used to it. She winced as he began to place the gooey paste upon her wounds though she held perfectly still, she was used to being tended to though normally by rough human hands with prodding fingers. "A pack without a medic is a pack of fools. It's smart to have at least one, especially when your pack has plans like ours" she agreed, continuing the conversation to distract from the aching.

"I am curious about these plans. If you dont mind my questions, what is going to be done about the pack toward the north?" she asked this with genuine interest. It had been circling her mind, the question of whether Elysium would be allowed to stay or whether they would eventually be asked or forced to leave. "Are we allowing them to stay?" she specified what she wanted to know, shifting slightly so he could better tend the rest of her battered flesh.