Shoot Me Down

Elizabeth had a hectic couple of weeks thus far. Between going to Valhalla and seeing her aunt her mind had been reeling. Finally though she had been able to have a place to hide her herbs. In and around the Valhallan territories. For now she figured hunting for some herbs in the sweetgrass basin was a good idea. However it seemed like the scent of blood was what was going to get her over anything. It wasn't just wolf blood it was another scent as well, naturally she followed it and what she came across was a scene.

If it had been anything other than coyotes she would have been quiet surprised. Catiously though she located the wolf responsible for the scent. It seemed like he was trying to clean himself off with water in the basin. He was bleeding... bleeding bad. "Oh." was all that could drip from her mouth. She didn't know what it was else but it seemed like he was having trouble with something else as well.

She stayed a few feet away, but tried to call out to him. "Do you need help sir? I'm a healer." hopefully the stranger would accept her help. Liz didn't know what was wrong but it didn't really disturb her either, the blood loss was probably getting to him as well. She had some herbs nearby and she could see willow bark up on the banks on the tree's. These went through her head as she made sure to take a few more steps forward.