And I need that fire just to know that I'm awake [Ashiel]

TABLE BY VETHYSNIA
His cooperation was greatly appreciated - it was always nice when a patient behaved and made her life easy. Not that she'd have any problem with having to make someone sit still. It was just nice when one didn't have to go to that much trouble. She needed to do more though to make sure these injuries didn't get infected or continue to bleed all over. "I'd never fault you for such a thing," she began before letting her tongue rasp over one wound a final time or two, ears pricking at the mention of a message. She'd expect no less of the sort of god the fallen one proved to be.

Ashiel wasn't incredibly steady on his paws when he rose, but she wouldn't deny him the ability to walk unaided so long as he could manage it. There was no point in damaging the pride of the already injured if you didn't have to. He explained the incident that led to his companion and himself being injured as they were. She'd have to make sure to tend to the bird as well or at least do her best to begin the process. The look on Ashiel's face when she cast a glance his way told her this was no small incident; whatever happened had effected him profoundly. The hint of fright in those green eyes said more than words could.

The vision he spoke of was intriguing to say the least. She knew of few who had such profound and otherworldly experiences, even among their kin. The path ahead narrowed and she'd tread carefully, keeping a careful eye on her nephew. Even from here she could smell the faint wafting scent of dried herbs on the breeze. Her gait faltered ever so slightly as Ashiel began to trip over his words and she knew something was coming. Much as she might be a bit of a recluse at times, Razi was adept enough at reading others to know when someone was leading up to something important. When they hit a wider path and rounded the bend that would lead them to the den she sought Ashiel slowed and stopped, causing Razi to follow suit and fix him with a curious pale golden gaze.

I know this seems like madness" he began, causing the woman to  lift a brow. It was soon joined by her other gold-painted brow point when he revealed what he'd been working up to. Ashiel was stepping down. There was silence on her end as she listened to his explanation. On some level Razi found she could actually understand his reasoning. He was correct to believe that it was best to do things with the right intentions, and if was called to change his path to please their fallen ancestor, well… There was a certain admirable quality to such a mature decision. How the others might react was beyond her but Razi at least could respect this decision. As for taking over the pack herself as he suggested… "You're bleeding still," she mused, turning and leading him the short walk to the den.

As she entered Seth's den Razi walked with an air of understated confidence, moving swiftly and surely. "You never cease to impress me, Ashiel," she called as she strode into the cave, following her nose to the place at the back where the herbs were stored. They all seemed to be in very good condition, maybe she'd compliment the dwarf next time she spotted him in the territory. Starting off by gathering the herbs she wanted, Razi carefully selected some yarrow, marigold, and lambs ear. After she had what she thought would be enough of each, Razi grabbed the bundle in her jaws and carried them to her patient. "I don't know many among us who have received such direct communication… As far as the pack," she would cant her head and hum softly to herself, considering the offer with the usual thorough and serious manner she used when making important decisions. "I will admit, I am not a terribly ambitious wolf. The mantle of leadership is not something I have craved taking up. That said, I feel that it is possible that such a quality is something that is needed. Perhaps the less willing take more care in their rule, and perhaps it is time that I make something of myself, supposing others are interested in following me." Razi knew that changes of leadership weren't always easy unless the one stepping up was already very well received by their pack mates. At present she wasn't sure how some of them thought of her, and she wasn't in much of a position to throw her weight around if that needed to happen. Still, she would not shy away so easily from a call to leadership.

Chewing up the yarrow root Razi would first apply some of the mashed substance to the head wound to help stem the bleeding. It appeared to be clotting some from what she could see, so this would help it along. Adding a bit of marigold, she set to work tending to each of the wounds, only stepping back once she was sure she'd gotten the majority of them. Grabbing a bit of lambs ear, she'd top it all off by sticking it to the top of the young man's head and smirking faintly at him. The poor guy was quite a sight all doctored up like this. Only then did she remember the news she carried. "I may as well tell you what I called you to say," she began, sitting back on her haunches, "You see, I'm pregnant. I must admit it wasn't fully intentional, but, I'm excited nonetheless."


"Speak!"