It's Not About Angels

If there was anyone in Ebony that could help cheer you up or bring your mood rather rapidly to one of irritation that girl was Isidora Koval. Katja was in charge now though it hadn't really changed things all that much for Isi, the girl was still rather idle, doing enough to avoid getting kicked out, demoted or told off frequently though fortunately here at least they all seemed to understand her goofy personality simply meant she would never be a great hunter, healer or fighter for the pack. She was simply there as a number, an extra hand every now and then.



Now she certainly wasn't doing much to help the pack. Truth be told the girl was bored, perhaps a sign that she ought to put herself to use though Isi certainly didn't feel like working. What exactly she wanted to do she had no idea though it certainly wasn't work and so in the mean time, the girl would simply wander hoping that something would jump out at her. And then it did.



So Adelaide didn't actually jump out though she happened to cross the path of Isi at either a good or bad moment depending on how you looked at it. It had been quite some time since she had seen the healer and so now Isi would make her way towards her. "Ooh, that's a pretty flower." She would begin simply, suddenly drawing up to the white woman's side. "What does it do? Is someone in trouble?" Isi was hardly the sort of person you really wanted accompanying you if there was trouble but given how long it'd been since she'd seen the healer out automatically she'd assume that someone needed healing and perhaps this wonderful plant would be the cure they needed.