He tried not to slump under the Spirit's heavy gaze as she looked at his wounded shoulder, stubbornly Drachen forced his aching body a little straighter. He nodded as she commanded him to get his shoulder looked at, relieved slightly that she did not think that it would need serious stitching and for now a poultice would do. "Of course." his soft voice replied, strained from fatigue but still holding the respect due to the Spirit. He hoped to all the gods that he did not need to bother her for such a thing but he would do as she wished of him. The Mist then swallowed heavily against his own lingering glowing mucus as Aurielle hacked and spat the substance on the ground beside her. His own glaze following hers and observed the substance. "As do I. My mind still feels foggy some mornings but with each day that passes it becomes less and less." he replied, flicking his eyes back to her's from the ground and the glowing blue goop on it.
He closed his eyes as her voice filled the air with the question that made his heart clench. His breath filtered through his nose, still rattling slightly with discharge before he opened them again. "Yes. I do believe other packs have lost members to this sickness. For such a sickness to have been so contagious here, it would only make sense for it to spread far, possibly even mutating into something even deadlier then here. The loners and nomads, if not other types of canines, would be vectors and carried it even to the east coat eventually." He paused for a moment, remembering that Taliesyn had become ill as well. "With Taliesyn even succumbing to the disease, it seems that even hoof stock could be infected and those would be vectors as well. So yes, I am sure other packs had suffered greatly from this disease. Once my shoulder is healed enough to travel, I will scope the other pack borders and see if I can scent a change to the scent markers, if you wish." He continued, offering to use his skills as a man of stealth to gather information on the surrounding packs. After all that was his duty as Mist and he would not let his injury and sickness stop him from doing his duties.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think
Drachen has a female Red-Tailed Hawk companion named Enzi that is always with him unless otherwise stated
