Once Bitten, Twice Shy

This was a place he'd yet to explore. Bit by bit he was checking out the lands that surrounded Talis and beyond. So far, he had found a territory right next door to the castle that was full of herbs of all kinds! And he knew they would be useful...if they had a healer to use them, that is. Zuri had not only been the latest addition almost two seasons ago, but also the only healer in the pack. But it seemed she had disappeared, because he could not find her anywhere! It was bad news for the pack...they would be screwed if they got sick or injured with no knowledge on how to treat anything.

Frustrated by it, he wandered down a trail as carefully as he could, Kimahri jogging along without a care on the rocks above him. Dragon had to admit, he was pretty jealous that felines had way better balance then wolves. The wind whistled around him, tugging at his fur but doing little to disturb him. It wasn't long into his adventure, however, when Kimahri suddenly growled. "Someone is further up on the trail. And it seems they've run into some trouble." He hissed. Usually the jaguar didn't care about other creatures, but his main concern was the snake. Where there was one, there was more. And he could not tell if it was poisonous or not from where he stood.

Dragon picked up his pace, long legs carrying him swiftly until the other came into view. Nostrils flared as he detected the scent of a snake, his ears retreating slightly upon his head as he slowed. He eyed the wolfess, concerns flashing in his eyes when he saw the dead snake and blood trickling down her foreleg. "Hey, are you alright!?