Ouch

The second male succeeded in leading the brightly colored female away, and Seth's gaze tracked them until they'd disappeared from sight. He was surprised at the urge to stick his tongue out at the woman, though the childish urge was easily suppressed. He did think, rather bitterly, that it was just his luck to have had her had... whatever mental breakdown happen just as he was seeking to join the pack. However she had known of his relation to the Abraxas, the fact was that she'd likely ruined any chance of him being taken in by these wolves. The idea of trudging all the way back to Auster made his stomach twist in dread, but if he struck out here then rejoining his cousin's pack might be his best hope of survival.

Once the woman had passed entirely out of sight, Seth cautiously struggled back to his paws. He had to stand a moment, eyes closed, until a wave of pain and dizziness had receded. "I understand, the young woman must have had quite a terrible experience," he said softly and tentatively when he could speak, injecting sympathy into his voice. "I am a healer, which I'm afraid I recently had great need of my own services," he gave a self deprecating smile and a pained gesture at the poultices on his wounds, "and I have in the past worked with others with similar traumas. Working with the mentally ill and traumatized is my passion, and I find my appearance tends to put them at ease despite my gender. It's a pity she so strongly believes my family had something to do with her... situation. I would have liked to try to help her."

He blinked innocently up at the male, though he couldn't help but shudder at the pain in his ribs and various other injuries as he moved. "I didn't want to say in front of the young woman, since she seemed so distressed and I didn't feel it would help her to know, but only bring her more distress... but you should know my name is Seth Abraxas. I have no reason to lie about it, except of course by omission in order to keep the lady from more pain." He tilted his head to the side, puzzlement showing on his dwarven features. "Could you... could you perhaps tell me why the surname Abraxas seems to bring such alarm? Though I suppose if someone claiming to be Abraxas is doing such... terrible things to young ladies, I can certainly understand the hostility." He shook his head slightly, eyes wide and pleading. "I... I'm afraid it took me by surprise, and frightened me. I was hoping for sanctuary. My uncle took me in when my family passed, but he has passed now as well so I have no one to hunt for me and protect me. I... I would not have tried to join a pack, but I have nowhere else to go."