Awakening

Watching her king fall, had been heart-wrenching, and tending to him had become her most important concern, yet as they drug him to the lake, her mind kept drifting back to the battlefield, wondering what was going on and if there were anymore serious injuries. The pair slowed in the procession, coming to a halt, but her mind wandered, she had friends on that battlefield and pack-mates, some she hadn't even met yet. It was nerve-wracking.

The strangers words broke her from her reverie. He seemed competent, and respectful, she could have done worse. "Thank you, sir." Her words were soft and sincere. Though she had earlier been annoyed with his interference, she wasn't proud enough not to accept help when it was needed, she understood that sometimes, you couldn't do everything on your own.

Nodding at his words, she stepped forward, gently nosing her king's neck. "Isardis..." She would whisper, gently tugging at his neck. "Isarids, wake up my leige." Her golden eyes would only focus on him, her heart going out for him, and mind willing him to wake.