I'm not sick, but I'm not well [epidemic meeting]
05-28-2014, 10:48 PM
Isardis, Sendoa, Vereux, and Kyung- the only four she knew of in the pack that had fallen ill. If there were others, they hadn't called her yet- and until they did, she could do nothing for them. She was exhausted, had been staying up around the clock to check on the sick wolves, and was confused. Their illness made no sense- it was full of symptoms that didn't fit together, things that didn't come from any illness she had ever encountered. She knew not what to do for them, other than to experiment- to guess at a cure. She hated guessing- hated not knowing things for certain. Who knew what ill effects the herbs she guessed at would have... if they weren't what the wolves needed. A howl caught her attention, dragging her golden eyes away from her patients- where she had been staring, lost in thought. Athena. The heiress appeared to be calling a meeting, and Eris stood- exiting her den as she moved towards the sound. She shook off her exhaustion as she approached, wearily, giving Athena a respectful incline of her head, she settled to her hips. She didn't say anything, just sighed- lists of herbs running through her mind, as she contemplated what to do. She hoped the rest of the pack would appear- they'd be wise to heed to the heiress call. The queen and king didn't need to be bothered by their disloyalty right now- and unless they were ill, they had no excuse not to attend. In her mind, at the very least. THANK YOU YUMPY MY LADY LUMPY Speech, |