08-25-2009, 10:04 AM
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Table by Mel
The hybrid woman was eager to get Hezekiah to the caves and try and fix him up. She was no healer, but she had those healing herbs given to her by the lone wolf in the city. By now, she would be getting low on them—she would have to find a willow tree and scrape some more of its bark off, another trick Naniko had taught her. By Kaena's count, she owed a lot to that wolf. It was not a feeling she enjoyed; indeed, it was a burden she wished to shrug off immediately, if not sooner. The faster she rid herself of that heavy weight, the better. There was no reason to owe anyone anything, much less a wolf. The silvery canine's gaze shifted to Gabriel and then quickly back to the newcomer coyote, keeping her mouth shut tightly. He could answer his own questions—speech wasn't beyond the coyote, and it wasn't her place to go answering for him. There was encouragement on her face for the youngest of the trio, a warm smile. Inferni was no stranger to craziness and faulty memory—they were home to all sorts of madness. There was little for her to actively add to the conversation, so she simply remained, settling down to her haunches in case Gabriel wished to converse with Hezekiah further before allowing him to ehter the territory. |