Sorrel had begun to get a little more adventurous now. By no means was he like most children, out exploring as much as he could and he certainly didn't have his cousins ambitions of finding his own den anytime soon, he had only just gotten his mother back and he certainly had no plans of leaving her side anytime soon. Besides with F?li ill at the moment and their mother still recovering she needed help right now.
He was out attempting to collect any possible herbs. He certainly still had a lot to learn, couldn't name a lot of the things he had found but his mother and all the ill wolves needed to get better before his lessons could really start, in the mean time he was thrown in at the deep end as he attempted to learn whilst everyone struggled to find a cure. It was not exactly the nicest of learning environments.
The sudden cry for help caused the boy to jump. A part of him was certainly tempted to flee a little scared by it and not wanting any sort of danger. He wasn't far away however and a guilt within him caused him to go and see what the problem was. He crept closer at first though upon noticing the dried blood around the other's eyes he knew exactly what the problem was and suddenly found himself becoming a little more confident.
"Quiet." He told her, alerting the other of his presence. He couldn't name her nor did he particularly care for introductions, instead moving straight on with the matter at hand. "You are ill." He told her bluntly. "You can't open your eyes?" He observed that the girl's were still closed, the dried blood quite thick around them. "I recommend that you go and wash them, you've got blood around them." Hardly the greatest bedside manner in the world but it was certainly the most he'd spoken to a stranger before and the most confidently as well.
