you can only have more for yourself by giving

Elli had been careful to track where all the sick was and she looked like crap, devoting all her time into trying to find a cure for the wicked disease that had taken to some of the wolves in the night. She was surprised that she was not sick herself after spending so much time in close proximity. She had noticed a call for Roman and she hoped it was something she could use. It would not hurt to show up at the very least. The woman rushed only to find herself beaten by the sick Roman. Oh no. Nothing is working. NOTHING IS WORKING! The Horsetail and Alfalfa made them a little better but they never recovered.


When she arrived at the borders she found a few of the packmates standing there as healthy as could be and then there were the sick. "Do you have news? Qanik? Is there a scent of Valerian Root or is it just me? What happened?" She asked with that desperate and torn look in her eye. She needed to get the pack better so she could move on and so could the rest of them. With that she started to cough and slowly blood started to drip from her eyes.


She had caught the epidemic.