Hideaway Strath (don't fear) the reaper

Her eyes focused for the first time since he had came to her, fixated on the mushroom which he had settled in front of him. She kept her eyes to it, fearful of it, like a rabbit staring down a predator as it was caught off guard and knew it was doomed.

It took her much time to turn over what he had said and pick it through. In truth, likely only a few moments but a few moments she might not very well have. Though he looked everything like a demon hound should have looked, his intentions were purely of angelic nature. Perhaps lost in the dark set of his features, he offers a small smile then at her answer.

And then she threw up.

Quickly, his crown would shake at her apology, his pointed ears perking high. No, this is good. Your body is trying to expel the poison. Deciding he had come to a conclusion of what had happen to her, he became a man of quick action, not wasting time to explain what needed be done to help save her. Eat a little, if you can. He would simply instruct though he did not know if she would be able. I must hurry. Stay. He was speaking the words even as his feet started ro carry him off further into their home.

If the night wolf would heed his advice, the fungi could aid her though it would take days of eating small amounts. Over the days it would boost her immune system, help blood flow and her mental functions. But it would not save her alone when it came down to it. Snakeroots was a plant used well to counter poisons but the shadow had not seen one alive in quite some time now. He did however, have nettleseeds. They could help with weak poisons, though if this was more severe or had been in her system too long...

He whines, dipping his head into a hollow within a knoll. Not far from the pack's borders for quick emergencies such as this where long term care was within. He had storaged away a few things for himself then to give it all to @Dove and in this instance it had done them well. Carrying his effects in a bundled skin, the Thinman raced back to Zsuzsa's side.

Eat the seeds, chew the ginger root. He instructed, hoping she would not waste precious time by questioning his intentions. If she did, he couldnt quite blame her. The root is bitter. He would warn.