His cold gray eyes looked over the stone of his cave. They matched each others expressions, nothing. There was a cold nothingness in his eyes as the dim fire crackled and popped with a calming anger. He let a soft sight leave his maw and watched the frozen breath fly through the air. He was finally in the comfort of his own cave, and he was more content then ever. He looked so a shelf that held so many different herbs. He knew the stock in Lena's cave was open to all, but he like his own herbs. He wanted to keep a supply so he did not have to bother Lena in the midnight hours. Cold eyes looked over each different plant before returning to the mouth of the cave where something was running across the horizon. The pale orbs narrowed as it grew closer and closer. Black ears pinned back as he waited for what ever it was to burst into his cave.

The sound of the small hooves grew near as he realized who it was. Lochan, it was the small deer creature. His the cold orbs widened as he grabbed several herbs from his collection and took off towards the cave of Ashamin. Cracked gray hooves dug into the ground moving as fast as his collected frame would take him. The chilling air from the mountains flowed through his blackened mane as he came closer to the mouth of the cave. His hooves dug into the ground as he stopped his pace right in the front of the bloodied scene. "What happened ?" the herbs fell from his mouth as he walked i examining the wounds on the wise one. They were bad. Blood pooled around the stag as he aid on the cold ground. His pale orbs then met the star mares, he knew she was not fond of him, but at this point he could give two shits. He closely examined the wounds on his leg before going to his stock. First he picks out cloves,tea tree bark, and Yarrow. He took and ground the three together into a powder like substance with his maw and then placed it directly in the cut. They all held antiseptic properties and would hopefully numb the pain. He then took Agrimony and small thistle and tried to pack it in the cut. Along with a thin leaf placed over top of everything he slightly pushed on it with his muzzle "The first herbs I used should numb the pain so it shouldn't hurt as bad, the next two stop the bleeding hopefully." His hooves stood in the blood on the cave floor. For once he was helping, and not hurting. His Gray eyes looked to the star mare and then to Ashamin "Someone should have told me a lot sooner. Why did you not come get me first thing.. This is a serious injury. His eyes scanned to the horizon once again, he knew this was a serious situation. He had no knowledge of what Ashamin and Ki'irha were speaking about. He let his muzzle relax from the slight compress as he walked back over to the herbs. He picked up Thyme, goldenseal, and Chamomile bringing it closer to Ashamin. "Eat these, it will keep the infection away and the chamomile will also settle your stomach. He shook his head softly as he walked back over to the bleeding cut. His muzzle softly pushed against it again. "Once this stops bleeding I have just a few more herbs to help get your strength back. His deep latin voice spoke softly as his pale eyes looked to the battered mare " take some of those Herbs over there, they will help with your pain too. His heavy skull tipped towards the large leaf that held all the herbs on it.

"Talk"

@Ki'irha

Your fears have just become all to real,

because the devil at the cross road

wants to make a deal.