The ivory marked she wolf led the way up the bifrost and back into Boreas proper. She’d spent a lot of time in the south, and though the way to Auster was heavily frequented it didn’t seem like many wolves lived in this place. Since losing track of too many of her family members than she liked to think about she had started making little caches throughout the land.

To one of these the Klein woman led Heloise, royal paws carried her flawlessly over the rough terrain. Thankfully she had the foresight to put a healer's cache somewhere convenient. She paused for a moment, Ivory tail sweeping the moss floor as she looked up into the boughs above them. When she found what she was looking for her body made a sharp turn and her ivory marked form disappeared beneath one of the old trees.

Grabbing a couple items to help clean as well as a pain and disinfectant salve. She returned to the surface with her items and motioned for her patient to come forward. Belle placed her items down and arranged them in the same way she did each time she worked on a wound. ”This should help you heal up faster.” Her voice had softened a bit from the moments right after battle.

she followed quietly after Deathbelle, her gaze never leaving the back of the other woman. this could be a trick, a more desperate and untrusting Heloise would claim, though there was no notion to believe such a thing. the other wolf merely wished to help her - perhaps it was the blood loss making her think it. or the blow to her head. pausing as the other made to get their stash, her eyes blinked wearily over their surroundings before resting on the ebony woman as she came back. "pardon me; but what are they?" Heloise asked as the herbs were deposited before her. she'd bend her head to sniff curiously at them, though she wouldn't put them in her stomach without knowing what they were used for. they did not smell like poison though she was woefully inept to know what a poisonous herb looked like. to her untrained eye, they were regular plants. she hoped her question had not offended the other woman; she only wished to know what they were used to do so she could prepare herself mentally. if they made her drowsy, for instance, she'd attempt to find a safe place to rest.

Deathbelle was a confident she wolf, her breeding having made her a princess. One day the Klein name would rule again, and the girl would retake her proper title. Though, if she could not reunite with Hannibal it would be queen instead of princess. Mismatched ears continuously swiveled at her had as she watched the horizon. She was ready in case Heloise decided to make a stupid move, but she had faith in the woman. Belle had been the one to offer help after all. There was no malice in the snowy she wolf.

They eventually settled after no confrontation during their walk, and her patient was quick to ask about the items laid out to be used. Belle sat back on her haunches and curled her own snowy white tail to her paws. ”Wet moss to clean the blood from your wound. Lamb’s ear to cover once I’ve put my salve on it. The mixture contains honey, a pinch of lavender, and a bit of meadowsweet.” She explained as she picked up the moss and aimed to start cleaning Heloise’s shoulder.

Heloise settled further on the ground so the other could properly look at her wounds. content with the explaination, she now noticed the moss to clean with. a beginner's tool though universally well received. she was no healer but even she knew the usefulness of moss. Deathbelle began cleaning her shoulder with it and she did her best to not squirm. though it stung like hell, she was grateful it'd be clear of potential infection soon enough. quietness returned as Deathbelle worked her herbalism. Heloise was quick to ask a question. "did anyone teach you about herbs and healing?" the silence was stifling at times, especially after her long journey to this land. she just wished for a chat of some sort. to fill the void left by the past and carry on to the future. "I have a small knowledge of plants, but I'd have to be reminded of what I know." she'd chuckle as she explained her meager teachings.

It seemed her patient didn’t need too much convincing of the herbs Belle brought forth. The Klein Princess offered a quick nod of thanks as she went to work on cleaning the blood from the wound and surrounding fur. She wasn’t unnecessarily rough, and while she tried to be gentle she also wanted the wound to be clean.

Heloise asked her a few questions, and as she placed the moss back to the earth she smeared a bit of salve on her paw pad. Liberally she would apply the concoction, ”my mother and my sisters taught me.” The revelation wasn’t much. ”I’m no master healer, but I know enough to patch myself up. As well as help those who can’t for themselves.” She chuckled softly as she leaned back to check her work before placing the lamb’s ear leaves. ”Once you know the main plants it’s rather easy.”

so she had teachers. it was good to know that the woman wasn't blindly adding plants to the mix. "do they live here?" she'd ask next, still unaware of the name of this realm. at this point she was merely making polite conversation as Deathbelle worked more. this was the first time she met another wolf with knowledge of plant life, and she was eager to soak up what information she could so she could also patch herself up should she have no one around to do so. "fighting is more my... expertise" Heloise would go on to say, having no head for plants or healing. she did not wince at bloodshed, though she held too much weariness for those ill or injured. the phrase 'toughen up' was used a lot. even now, she didn't complain about her wounds. she was taught to suck it up and cease complaining about things she could not change. the ivory woman had gotten hurt; and it was her own fault. going on about it did not change the fact. "though the people here are more experienced than I am."

The Klein woman stifled a wistful sigh at the question Corde had seemed to vanish too. With all of them gone for so long she wondered if they might have moved on without the half siblings. Though Har was still close. She mentally shook off the thoughts. ”My mother passed away during a natural disaster. Along with one of my sisters.” She noted softly, the sadness in her voice an accentuating note. ”I’m not sure where the other one is.”

Blessedly the topic changed easily as Heloise mentioned her skills lay in fighting. ”Mine as well, healing is more a hobby. I’ve found a passion in poisons though.” One thing Corde taught her before fading away. ”Practice, and learning. I grew up learning to fight with my father. My brother never denied me a good spar either.” Corde sometimes as well, but the two of them were the only sisters to practice the heavy handed sport. ”When you are healed we may have to have a friendly round.” She mentioned, wondering if she would even see Heloise again after this.

Belle finished covering the wounds in fresh lamb’s ear. She leaned back, satisfied with her work. ”Alright, you’re on your way to perfect health.”

passed...? oh dear. "I am sorry" Heloise said softly, having no wish for the woman to relive painful memories of lost loved ones. Deathbelle lost not one but two relatives. nothing she could say could ever bring them back, even if it brought back their memory, so she remained a bit quiet until the subject passed. "my father taught me to fight. though he is long gone." though she did offer that somewhat informative mention. "if I recover from my travels too, of course" the cougar had given her a rude wake up call. she was woefully unprepared for battle in these lands without proper training. flexing her shoulder, she'd give a curt nod as Deathbelle deemed it satisfactory. "thank you. I will repay your kindness one day" she'd bow her head to the healer slash fighter as she vowed it so. Heloise would, at least, try to repay Deathbelle. "where may I find you if I seek you out?" a pack, a family left... she was uncertain.

The snowy woman was quick to offer soft condolences to her loss as Belle mentioned her perished kin. She missed both Yvonne and Ana desperately, she knew Roman felt the same though. Having her full brother’s presence had been a comfort as she finally processed her loss and grieved appropriately. Belle nodded appreciatively as Heloise mentioned her now gone father taught her as well.

This time the snowy woman offered a promise of repayment someday, without any coaxing. This time the Klein woman earned respect with actions, and Heloise had earned hers as well. Not that she expected to run into her again. ”I have many caches like this throughout the southern part of this continent of Boreas. However, I don’t know where my duties may call me.” She answered truthfully, when (or if as she was beginning to believe) Hannibal took his place she didn’t know where he might stake his claim.

she should have realized Deathbelle was a loner from her scent. Heloise dipped her head, rising from the earth to stand before the larger wolf. "south it is" she was in no position to ask to accompany her or Deathbelle accompany her too. though it would be a welcomed situation to have both a healer and good person at her side. even if their start was rocky, both woman had pushed it aside in favor of kindness. they were barely friends, let alone traveling companions. "I should find a place to sleep for the night, though" she'd chuckle as she made to leave for good this time. her shoulder was sore, true, but at least it was safe from infection now. "safe travels." she'd call over her shoulder to Deathbelle as she slowly made her way from the area. this time, without worry she'd be stopped. she had thanked Deathbelle enough in their conversation; it would be silly to keep thanking her. no, she'd leave it at this. and may fate grace their paws to stop again together.