It felt as though wolves where getting sick by the minute. Though how long would meinx stay plague free? Her queen was sick, along with multiple pack members with her. The duchess had been scarce and she could only hope Kylar was lurking near by. She would slither out into the open, calling for all wolves. She was getting sick of feeling useless, they all needed to find this cure before it really was to late. Meinx would wait for them all to arrive, expecting at least those able to think properly to arrive. She had no clue about herbs, and would need to find someone within the crowd that knows even a little. Afterall, it could save the lives of many. It sickened her to look at the weak forms, Arcanum needed to remain strong, seeing blood seep down their eyes was something no one could really forgot, it was horrific. Meinx still wasnt quite sure how many have been affected by this, but she could only hope it was no more then 5. Having to many sick wolves can be rather tiring, helping them could risk contamination. She also heard there mood can quickly change to anger.

OOC: Sorry for the short start, we need to finally find this cure!

ooc: sorry for shortness!

D?gmar was on her back, laying halfway out of her den and half way in and humming lightly to herself lost in a particularly pleasant hallucination. She rolled onto her stomach to watch as Meinx gave a summoning call. Grinning she stretched her front limbs forward to gaze at the curving form of the younger woman while chewing on a peace of chamomile. Swallowing the plant she spoke. "Ohhh? and to what do we owe the call of the Counsellior?"

Akemi had not been with them long, accepted by the Queen after winning her entrance into the pack in a spar with her brother. It had turned darker than she thought in such a short amount of time... Hati... How he turned on her, his own kin, still troubled her. Her red eyes were troubled as she answered the call of a pack member she didn?t know. She didn?t really know any of them yet really, other than her queen and Hati. Two femmes were already there. The she-wolf would dip her head to them all, the small thing reclining on her haunches as red orbs flicked from one to another. She didn?t know who had made the call, but she would address both, giving her name. ?I?m Akemi Hr??vitnisdottir, recently accepted into the pack.? She waited, sure that one of them, or perhaps even both, might address her shortly. Speech

The woman had been running around as she tried to sort out what she might need to test her theories. She would need a wolf willing to be a trial patient so she might be able to figure it all out. When the meeting was called she grabbed the three herbs she thought might work to aid in this sickness. When she arrived to find four wolves including herself, she introduced herself. ?Aaliyah. I?ve been tasked with finding a cure by the queen herself.? She said hastily as she organized her herbs. She had more than her first guess in there but she sought out the three she needed. Alfalfa. Horsetail. Marigold. She formulated it in her head. She wasn?t sure if the sickness would result in death but she didn?t want to rule it out. Expect the worst and hope for the best.

The titan moved with slow grace. The beast taking steps slow, but he would get there eventually. The call was not that of his mothers, but of someone else's he had not gotten the chance to properly meet. No matter, he didn't really care anymore. He was a Prince, it was they who had to respect him, else they feel his mothers wrath. Moments later, he would stalk onto the scene, hearing some words though he didn't particularly care to remember their names right there and then. His mother was sick along with others, and whether or not his sisters were sick, he didn't know. They had been scarce lately, while he remained within pack lands simply walking around and getting in every detail of the lands they owned. But he felt he needed to do more. And he would, for he was above standing around and having no purpose now. the boy would walk quietly towards Meinx, cold blue eyes upon her, the question clear. "Finally looking for a cure?" "Speech"