The path at the end of the world

Although she appreciated her brother's prickly response, she quickly shoved her paw on top of his and tapped away: calm, happy, calm, calm. Sota wasn't anything to be upset about. Although Valkyrie may have poisoned her fairy-tale idea of this new land (everyone certainly was not her friend), the small tree-climber had proved himself a true, honest wolf when he had appeared at her auction. Thinking about it upset her and so she quickly banished the memory from her head. She was safe now.

"Sota and I took shelter during a downpour together when we were separated. I offered to help him locate his friend... which is how I wound up where I did. He came to my rescue, just like you did," Eris smiled hopefully up at Lament. He was fiercely protective of them and she loved him for it. "I am surprised to see you here, though. Do you know where Balsam is...? Did he make it through the eruption alright?" Eris tilted her head.

Ballad's request made Eris wince. Yes, pain relief was also important. It was a beginner's mistake. "Ah, some feverfew and valerian... But I'm not sure any will have survived this long. A white flower with a bright, gold center and tightly packed, small pink buds. But we may be out of luck due to the season," she bit her lip and gave Ballad a quick nuzzle. Treating family was always difficult, but she was still a patient nonetheless. Eris wished she could taken on her sister's pain as her own - anything to help.