Bearclaw Valley Your Special Spot in Hell Awaits You

Worry... was a strange expression to be directed at himself, Skoll decided. Especially from the raven woman. Why did she have that expression? She surely couldn't be worried about Skoll - the fight he'd picked days before had nothing to do with the pack, except for what happened with Nyra. But that... was ages ago, he felt. That he picked that fight. Even though it really wasn't that long ago. 

When Astara padded off somewhere, Skoll was left in confusion, but he didn't move from his spot on the ground where he was sitting. Had she gone off to get something? The only healer in the pack he was aware of was Evien, and he surely wasn't with the two in the moment. She came back, though, with some kind of plant in her mouth. 

"Do you know what to do with that?" The wolf questioned, he sure as hell didn't.