Mr Magoo

Úlfr grimaced as his aunt swayed and spoke. Nearer now he could clearly see the crystals growing from her ears and clustering around her eyes. How awful! He immediately wished he could do something for her but he hadn't the faintest idea what. He was no healer, no wolf of notable intellect. He fought, he hunted. That was really all he was good for and it clearly wasn't enough. "Yes, Aunt Alfrún it's me. I've seen many animals and other wolves infected with this strange illness. I had hoped it had missed Fireside as well as my family but… it seems that is not the case. Please, if there is anything I can do let me know and I will do it." If this was a curse set by foul beast or spirit he would do all in his power to set this right.