[Actaea] time doesn't heal all wounds

She was hiding away in the lambs den today. Her fever had spiked again and she didnt want another repeat of what had happened to her the last time she went out. Her paw smelled terrible as well. Had legion taken notice, he hadn't said anything yet. She didnt even eat yesterday, for her stomach churned at the thought of food right now. She should of asked to see zuriel but asking things might bring on the ire of their keeper. Her paw throbbed and she gave a small whimper. She was doing her best to attract no attention but she figured the other lambs could hear her as well as smell the infection. She moved her head to lick at her paw. It was painful and tasted foul but she needed to clean it at least she figured.

The only thing was, she had no clue which herbs to use. Nor did she have any herbs. It was a problem, but maybe the Apollyon's son would know, if he even cared. His complaints last time had made her aware he didn't care about them though. Perhaps he just wanted to be recognized for something. Either way she foresaw mistreatment from him any chance he was given.

"Talk."