Sigmarr gingerly approached the lake and careful bent his head to lap at the cool water. He'd been feverish after his battle and the water was refreshing. His body tensed for a moment as he heard the approach of pawsteps but as he turned he realized it was just another Ebony wolf. Sigmarr blinked slowly, willing his memory to process the face and put a name to it. Maximous wasn't it? One of the healers? Sigmarr had been so disconnected from Ebony for so long he really wasn't quite sure of anything. It was Kassander that had personally sought to tend to Sigmarr's injuries.
"Fine… I suppose, umm… Maximous? Is that your name? I'm sorry, I'm still a bit light-headed. What brings you to the lake?"
