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Her step forward scared the young wolf, so she paused, eyebrows drawing together as she watched him. He finally spoke again, but she couldn't quite make out his words. When he continued, it was a with more volume and clarity, but without the context of what he said first, it didn't really clear things up. He then explained that his legs were scraped, which explained the reason for the sickly scent intertwined with his own. She found herself wanting to help him--children were a soft spot for her. He may be almost at his adult size, but the signs of youth still painted his features and temperament, and she couldn't help but feel for him. Not wanting to alarm him again, Taki slowly took a seat. What prevents you from eating? she asked again, seeking more clarification. She knew only enough healing to provide basic first aid--a requirement of all her father's soldiers--so she wasn't sure how much help she could be other than offering him a place to heal and grow into something useful, but she still needed to know the extent of his ailments. The scrapes she could most likely address later if he would let her.