*~* Secret ♥ Fear *~*

((posting with Eve's permission))

She was motionless, seemingly lifeless except for the flutter of a heartbeat and the slow rise and fall of her chest. He was quiet, scarcely breathing as sharp green gaze slid over the older white female's matted and tattered form. The gash in her leg was deep, it was still bleeding quite steadily and he was fairly sure that it was the reason she had passed out. It would need treatment and it would leave a nasty scar. He could bring herbs that would slow the bleeding and help speed the healing process but at the same time he was afraid to leave her, afraid that the sliver of life she seemed to be clinging to. But if he didn't leave he might just watch her slip away. He lay quietly, churning over the possibilities and the scenarios that came with staying or going. Maybe she would be fine and he should just leave. She might wake up as his mother had and chase him off. But unlike in his past he was the best here, easily doubling the petite female's size, making her look like a pup in comparison. It was almost at the exact moment that a soft voice reverberated against the walls. Massive head lifted from paws, craning around to see the lanky grey furred male who's approach had been masked by the sound of the water fall. But his voice carried in the cavern, bouncing off the walls and amplifying despite his soft voice. Dad... Kylar was still getting used to being called dad but he still responded it, a slight smile spreading across his maw at the sight of his son.

"Rune... Its good to see you, though I wish the circumstances were better..." he said, voice a low rumble that didn't carry quite as well as Rune's more normal pitched voice. Slowly the massive brute pushed himself up with his forepaws and then lifted himself to his paws completely so he was standing over with motionless form, eyes downcast and looking at the beautiful white female that had done this to herself. So many memories of his childhood flashed before his eyes. "I don't know... I don't know who this is but she's hurt. Stay with her, I need to get herbs. Howl if she takes a turn for the worst" he said, already in business mode, going through the herbs he would need to find to help her. Not many grew in the mountains but Kylar had some dried ones at Vi's den. Nose brushed along his son's neck, an oddly tender motion for the young father, as he walked past him. He set into a lope as soon as he was past the treacherous, wet section behind the water fall. Vi's den wasn't far thankfully, no more then a couple minutes lope from Secret's surprisingly. He cut across the mountain, though, not wanting to get caught by Vixe or Maia or Secret for that matter covered in anthers blood and have to stop and explain.

Vi wasn't home, she never was these days, so Kylar reached in, sniffing through the herbs that had been torn up by their roots and shoved into the tangled mess of roots that covered Vi's ceiling to dry. Most were dry, a few needed to be a few more days. Not that he couldn't use them now... He grabbed plantain leaves, comfrey and cayenne before shuffling back out and starting an easy lope back to the cave the female had passed out in. He wondered if she had always been there. He vaguely remembered seeing her, maybe, at the pack meetings but knew nothing of her, not even her name. Why would she had done this to herself? Mind churned, working over the ideas as he reached the cave, walking slowly along the narrow ledge behind the water fall. Nod would be given to his son before laying his mouthful of herbs beside the female. The cayenne wouldn't help unless she woke up, though it might help her wake up. He would deal with with that in a bit, for not he motioned for his son to join him. "These are Plantain Leaves, you can chew them up and smear the paste on wounds, if you have a large leaf to wrap around it after that is best. It needs to be changed 3 times minimum daily. Comfy helps with bleeding but Plantain helps more. Cayenne should be batten, as much as possible without setting your mouth on fire, within 10 seconds most bleeding will stop." he explained, pointing to each before gathering the leaves in his mouth and chewing it into a paste before apply it liberally to the female's leg, attempting to coat it so the gaping wound was even with the rest of her flesh and now green. He would find a leaf tomorrow if she made it through the night.

Speech!