Frankly, My Dear...

Within seconds she found the two laying together, Gerhardt seemed very worried and Adette didn't look too good. Perhaps just a cold, but Gerhardt's words smashed that idea to bits. Surely he knew what a cold was like so there was no reason to be this worried, it had to be something serious. My wife is very sick... please, can you help her? Tell me what to do and I can try to help too. Her ears had almost lay flat on her head at his voice, almost pleading with her to help the Queen. For the moment all she could do was give a nod of her head, so many thoughts suddenly springing up, trying to think of what she could collect to try and help the Queen. Until I know what is wrong, please try staying calm for Lady Adette. Once I figure out what I need to treat her, then I will ask for you to assist me in collecting the necessary herbs. Her voice was calm, but stern. He needed to be calm for his mate, try making her feel comfortable and not worry her.

She moved away from him and stepped close to the ill shewolf, lowering her head respectfully before examining her body. What is wrong my Queen? Please tell me everything you are experiencing. She asked softly, her nose taking in the various smells mixed in with the Queen's usual smell. Looking for any injuries, any cuts that might have been infected or just open that might have let a bug or something get into her system. When she didn't answer grey eyes looked to hers only to realize she was out. Oh... I did not scent others nearby so she should be fine while we look for herbs. Follow me, quickly." She barked before during and heading away from the water, already her gaze was looking around for herbs she thought she would need. Since the Queen is out, do you know what is all wrong with her? She asked, needing to know so she grabbed the right herbs. She had come to a stop quickly though, sniffing at a plant and inspecting the leaves and flower.




"action.
talk.
think.
you."