NOT GONNA MAKE IT THROUGH THIS
05-21-2014, 07:28 AM
The first faint call went unnoticed by the half-deaf male as he ghosted through the trees with his strange, loose gait. Since he'd joined this pack, he'd been working on improving his hunting again, building on the progress he'd made with the strange brightly colored woman he'd met in the south. He'd also made the acquaintance of a boldly marked black and white male, apparently a trained healer, who occasionally dropped around the pack lands, and had been teaching him to identify herbs and some of their basic uses. The male seemed willing to teach anyone willing to learn, and Shay had made good use of his time with him to start getting a grasp on apprentice-level healing. His fascination with it, his previous experience with experimentation and study, and his sharp memory had aided him there.
The second call did not go unnoticed, the low voice of a female wolf he'd not met rolling through the forest calling out to the pack in what was obviously an emergency. He changed his direction immediately to lope toward her. His level of knowledge was insufficient, but it would be better than nothing at all.
Arriving at the scene his eyes took in two white females - one Roman, the alpha, and the other presumably the unknown who had called the pack. Roman was collapsed upon the ground, blood staining her eyes. Fascinated, he drifted closer to examine her. The smell of sickness tainted the air around her and provided a possible explanation, though that did not preclude the possibility of a traumatic injury causing the blood.
"Back away," he spoke absently to the other female. When she bristled in anger he blinked at her, realizing that perhaps she required more of an explanation. "This illness, if that is what has caused this, could very well be contagious. That means you could spread it to the rest of the pack if you become infected," he added, unsure if she would understand contagion. She seemed to, however, as she moved away with a stiffness Shay believed would be classified as reluctance. He took her place at Roman's head, studying her eyes with intense interest brightening his own single eye. "Have there been other symptoms?"
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