Pain radiated through his right shoulder - he wasn't quiet sure how much damage had been done to it when he had fell from the massive birds nest. Qualm hissed to himself as he crawled towards the Abaven border. The young boy had searched frantically for his parents, and he had planned on returning home but now he knew his parents were never coming home. He had been swept up by a huge bird, only managing to escape on a whim when he tried to bite off the feathered beasts leg. There were large scratches on the top of his nose and possibly a broken rib from the fall. Tired from walking and the like he collapsed at the border panting tiredly. Qualm let out the loudest bark that he could, hoping it would travel enough to watch someone's attention. He needed help and he wanted to come home. He was sorry that he left - he never wanted to do it again. He whimpered, wincing at his wounds. The nightmare had to end somehow right? He had to keep his head high, he was just in pain right now and knew if he didn't get help he could be in serious trouble for his life. The pup growled under his breath. "Talk"

Starling was rather busy, but then again he always was busy lately. Spring was in the air, the flowers were blooming and there was more than enough to do. He had restocked his store back to the point he had left it, his furs had dried and he lined the floor of his little den to keep it warm and dry. He had left herbs out in the sun to try and keep for longer, and rolled paste in large leaves to hopefully last the season. He was just carrying another bundle back to his store when he paused, ears flicking in the direction he heard it. Yes...that was, that was someone calling, wasn't it? Without waiting, he spun on his heel and turned towards the sound, quickly stepping towards it. When he saw the pup, however, his blue eyes grew wider and he quickly bounded towards his side. He dropped his bundle in a moment, breathing deeply as he surveyed the damage. He looked like he had been...attacked! "Wh-what happened?!" He asked quickly, nosing him gently to see if he were still concious. He didn't know this child, but anyone that came to their border he would help in an instant. Quickly he lifted his head towards the sky, blue eyes wide. "Stella! Leganti ferite!" He barked into the sky, knowing his little starling was always close by to help out. He would quickly turn back to the matter at hand, licking the wounds gently to rid the blood and see just how deep they went, nosing other places to see if he was hurt anywhere else. Was it just the visible wounds? Or was he hurt elsewhere? ""Talk"" | "Italian"

He stayed awake, using all of his energy. As he looked up he could see that it was someone from Abaven. The pup made a shrill whine as the other asked what happened to him. "A giant bird came and took me away!" he explained quickly. Luckily for him his life was not in danger as long as he was treated. With one broken rib, a sore shoulder with cuts and bruises and the three claw marks on his face. Qualm tried to keep his breathing steady as he looked at him. "My sister Quake, is she here?" his eyes widened a little. What if she had left to look for them too? He certainly hoped that wasn't the case. And of course he didn't want to talk about his parents. He shifted a bit before wincing once more. Foreign language hitting his ears - he scented a bird who was probably going off to get some herbs. What about Bass the alpha too, was he here? The questions swarmed into his head. "Talk"

Starling would continue to inspect him, licking to clear blood here and there to see the wounds. For a giant bird, he certainly didnt seem too banged up, and he certainly would live. "Y-you're surprisingly lucky." He said softly, looking down at the child to try and see if there was something else. He took a breath and looked at the boy with a gentle smile. "I-I'm going t-to poke a-at your side a b-bit. T-tell me i-if you feel p-pain and r-rate it b-between o-one and t-ten." He said softly before he leaned in too begin nudging at his ribs gently, feeling for any noticeable breaks and listening for any signs of pain. In that time, Stella had returned with his entire herb bag, dropping it beside him. He couldn't help but smile at that, knowing she had just been too lazy to pick through them to find any wound binders. When he asked of Quake, Star would look at him gently. "Y-yes, your s-sister is here. Sh-she's fine. Infact sh-she's my a-apprentice." He said with a gentle smile. There was no way he was going to be calling Quake for this. Not yet anyways. She was too new into the field to help her brother. So instead he shifted to nose through his herbs, seperating a small sprig of meadowsweet and elderberry for him to take. He nudged them towards Qualm. "Ch-chew those well, and sw-swallow them." He instructed as he seperated horsetail from the pile. He was lucky it grew at home. He quickly chewed it up into a paste and began to apply it, gently, to the cuts along his face. It wouldn't take long for those wounds to heal, but he was worried about internal damage. ""Talk"" | "Italian"

Qualm tried to stay calm, he reminded himself he would be fine. If it was starling then he would be fine, or any healer in Abaven for that matter. When Starling had told him he was surprisingly lucky - he believed him. He probably would have been eaten or worse killed if he hadn't had luck at his side. His tail twitched mildly with pain. The other male's nose suddenly touching the broken rib making Qualm wince letting out a soft yelp. "Eight most definitely an eight." he whimpered. Once he heard that his sister was safe, he calmed a little. No longer worried about her it was one less thing to way on his mind. Presented with herbs the boy was not about to argue. He would do as instructed, despite the herb being so bitter. He forced himself to chew on the berry until he had swallowed the whole thing. Breathing softly as he shifted uncomfortably. "Talk"

He decided he would go on border patrol today. He had been wrapped up in helping Quake that he was lacking in doing his duties. He didn't want to keep doing that, but oh how he loved Quake. She gave him some form of purpose, to keep pushing and it felt good to have a student to teach again. As the male walked along the borders of the thickets, he scented the strong smell of herbs, along with the scent of one of Bass' kids. Curious, he ambled towards him, and when the Healer boy came into view he was surprised at what he found. Starling wasn't alone, and when crimson eyes fell on who else was with him, his pace quickened. "Qualm? Is that you?" He stopped a foot away from the pair, noting the pelt and the scent of the boy. It was indeed Quake's brother, the markings and the smell similar to Quake's was unmistakable. He stared in disbelief at the wounds and the sorry state the boy was in. "What happened? Where have you been?" ""