Trouble

In little time, the older woman arrived with a large bundle of herbs and an obvious look of concern on her face. Arivae backed up a bit to give her some room, but it was easy to tell that she had been looking straight at Amalia, her face twisted up in confusion. What was going on? The dark girl knew little about the virus that was spreading throughout Alacritia, so seeing Amalia arrive in such a hurry was quite surprising. Razor was just sick.. nothing more, right? Arivae's gaze switched between the two of them, her tail tucked in between her legs. Suddenly Amalia turned to her and she straightened up. So her mentor needed help.. why not? She nodded without a word and grasped the bowl by the handle, sprinting to the nearest body of water which happened to be a clear stream running through the trees. Arivae crouched over it and filled the bowl carefully. She ensured that no rocks, mud, or moss built up inside it. Once it was full and free of debris, she made her way back to the pair, careful not to spill it.

She arrived within minutes of leaving and carefully placed the bowl on the ground. For a minute she looked up at the two, trying to decipher their connection. They seemed close... and she didn't quite know how. Siblings? No... the boy was too young. And he couldn't be her son, because Arivae knew her mentor's kids and this male was not one of them. So Razor must be Amalia's nephew. The young girl stared at them for a moment, studying their markings, before shaking her head and getting back to work. She could figure these things out later.. right now she had to help Amalia treat her young patient. Arivae looked around and scooped up the dried elderberries she had been instructed to soak. She dumped them into the water and shifted the bowl a bit to spread them around, get them to absorb the water a bit before she removed them. Of course, when Amalia told her to. She didn't want to take them out too early. Poor Razor might choke on them! So she waited, glancing up at her teacher. Amalia, She said softly, her gaze landing on Razor. The selfless instinct inside her told her to be concerned, so she was, her eyes becoming full of worry as he was checked over.