Nyx and Kennedy carried Ember all the way to the den, stopping just outside it's entrance. She panted, exhausted by out of all the running she'd done, just to save an injured fae she hadn't even met before. However, it was Nyx's sister, it was her duty to care for the pack even though she didn't want to, she needed help, and they were there for her. "...Help...!" The words barely came out of her mouth, for she was out of breathe and needed a healer, fast to care for the younger faes severely injured sister. "Help us!" She yelled out.

Her head turned around to see the boney fae upon their shoulders, the blood poured in great drops, hitting the dirt below into a forming puddle. Kennedy's sapphire eyes looked down to see Nyx's worried expression. "Don't worry, everything is going to be fine." Kennedy exhaled, trying to look as controlled and calm. She didn't want the younger fae to be worried, or do something drastic that could put Ember in danger. The last thing they needed was Nyx to be freaking out, then letting the fae fall to the ground. "You're sister is going to be alright." She paused. "I promise." Kennedy's face lay emotionless, calm and steady with everything she had said. Ember was going to be alright now...right?

Nyx ran non stop, matching pace with Kennedy in order to keep her fallen sister on their backs. The young fae had complete horror in her eyes, afraid that Ember was already dead. Nyx couldn't even form words, just a high pitched keening when she tried to speak. The shock of seeing her sister, on the ground, blood spattering the face of a rock....... She shook her head, still making the keening noise. Nyx knew Ember was severely injured, that her sister may not live. As she came to the Caretaker den, she managed to form words. "Help us! Please!" She couldn't think beyond that image, her sister had looked dead. Even worse, like she was a rotting corpse. Ember had been horribly bony, and her ribs poked into the skin of Nyx's back as she carried her sister.

When Kennedy spoke, Nyx could barely hear her. It was lies, Ember was not going to be alright. Nyx could see the pool of blood forming from where they had stopped in front of the Caretaker den. The blood poured from the deep wound on her sister's head. What Kennedy said was a lie right now, and Nyx wouldn't believe it until it was true. Turning her head, she looked at the blood that had dropped onto her own ivory pelt. It was her sister's blood, but it set even more horror in Nyx. Not able to form words again, she let out a high whine that called for the Healer. She hadn't met the Healer personally, but is it could save her sister she would go to anyone. Shock was all there was, fear, shock, and terror. Looking at Kennedy, Nyx spoke. "Does she look alright to you? She's dying! She's dying and I can't help her!"

Creek had just started to drift off into a light sleep, her muscles tired from walking far into the territory in search of new herbs cracked under her weight. Today she had ventured far down to the southern border, and there she discovered a beach like area with many new plants for her to use. Bringing a few back she had set them to dry outside and retreating inside to rest when she was interrupted again. Muffled sounds of fright woke her into a startle that sent her paws sprawling. Peering outside the scent of blood hit her and pleas for help hit her ears. Jumping to her feet she bounded outside to see three faes, one being very injured.

Not stopping to ask questions she motioned inside, "Quickly, bring her in there and lay her down carefully." She ordered, taking that moment to assess what was wrong with Ember. Blood was gushing from a wound on her head and she seemed unconscious, both bad injuries. Darting back inside Creek rummaged through her supplies and brought out some chamomile leaves for the two walking faes. "Here both of you eat these to calm yourselves. After that I need as many cob webs as you can both find, go!" She barked as she turned back to Ember and began to make a poultice to hopefully awaken her.

Kennedy maneuvered inside, dipping her body low enough for the female on her back to not touch the roof. Once she was completely in the den she looked to Nyx to see how she was holding up with all the commotion going on around her. Surely it was all new to her, the blood of a relative seeping from a wound unlike the creamy fae who has dealt with a lot worse than a head wound. The expression on her face showed fear. Oh great. Kennedy shook her head, more frustrated with the fact that the Apprentice can't get a grip on reality for a moment and calm the hell down. As she set the grey swirled figure down in the center of the room her eyes looked over Healer's Den hesitantly. It was no bigger than her den that she wished she was at instead of here, only it held several medicines and other what nots for healing.

When the Healer had given her the chamomile leaves she shook her head in denial. "I'm alright, trust me." Without thinking straight her legs took over and darted out of the den at the Healer's request of cobwebs. She wasn't an expert at healing, very little experience since most of the times she'd gone to the healer's den back in her previous pack she was out cold. Kennedy sprinted in the hollow's edge, finding a few cobwebs tucked underneath the branches. Heaving herself up she leaned her front paws against the bark for support, elongating her neck to reach. The feel of it on her nose sent a tickle causing her to snort and sneeze, once it was on her snout completely she ran back to the shelter handing it over to Creek. "Here. Anything else?" She stood a tad bit taller than her on all fours, ready to go out again if told too.

Nyx followed Kennedy's movements, her small panic session over. Ember was getting help now, the Healer would take care of her. She gently laid down her sister's body as the Kennedy did, making sure that her sister didn't just thud onto the ground. When calming herbs were offered to her, Nyx bent her head down and took them. She was still scared, but the herbs would help calm her down. Standing up straight, she dashed out of the Healer den after Kennedy to collect the cobwebs like she was asked. The ivory fae didn't know exactly where to look, but she had some good ideas. Rushing around the camp, Nyx looked in all of the branches. Surely some cobwebs would be left in the thickets. Looking around, she caught sight of multiple cobwebs. The sun shone off of them, the light shocking her eyes slightly. Shaking her head, Nyx grabbed the cobwebs gently. Gently tugging them from their place in the shrub, the fae then darted back to the Healer den.

Being as small as she was, Nyx could stand up straight as she ran through the entrance. She saw Kennedy already there, the creamy fae having grabbed her own good amount of cobwebs. Setting down her own bunch of cobwebs next to the healer, Nyx sat quietly. The herbs had taken effect, calming her down greatly. When she heard Kennedy ask the healer if she needed anything else, Nyx nodded as to ask the same question. Her eyes rested on her unconscious sister, wondering how it had happened. There were signs of a fight where they found her, but Nyx didn't want to know what creature would do that to a wolf. Her best guess was an alligator, but Nyx knew it could've been anything. Keeping her eyes on Ember, she silently begged for her sister to wake up.

As the two faes ran out of her den Creek turned her attention to the fallen warrior on the ground. She seemed to have a large head wound which was bleeding badly and was knocked out. Her bleeding would come under control after the faes returned with her cob webs, but for now her attention was focused on her lack of conscience. Turning to her herb store Creek put together a mash of several calming herbs and a new herb she had found by the shore spearmint. The tangy minty plant would help to awaken Ember and the other herbs would prevent her from startling, injuring herself further. To further prevent this Creek took a few long vines and carefully wrapped the fae's front and back legs, preventing them from moving much in case she came awake thrashing. Creek then put the mash into a leaf and put it over her nose, allowing her to breath it in.

By now the faes had returned with a good amount of cob webs. Smiling to reassure both faes Creek took the webs without a word and went to apply them to Ember's head wound. Blood soon soaked through her first application, making her think of another trick to help with bleeding. "I need something else for her bleeding. I've heard the sap from maple trees is sticky enough to help hold cob webs on while not harming her. Take a few leaves and score the bark, releasing the sap." She asked over her shoulder to the pair before putting more webs on the warrior.

She watched the blood drain into the cobwebs both Nyx and her had managed to capture. As the healer followed through her procedure, she answered her question with a request for maple tree sap. Kennedy knew exactly how to collect the sap for she'd seen healers work with the substance before, especially on her own body. The fae tended to get in a lot more accidents than most should, after the attacking from her brother, she'd became more distant of others and more aggressive and careless to everything else than herself. Without hesitation, she quickly nodded and darted back out the entrance, looking around frantically for a maple tree. It didn't take long for her sapphire eyes to spot the maple tree, the leaves that sprouted from it's limbs practically beamed with bright oranges and yellows. It was the only tree that stayed dressed in autumn's many shades.

Quickly sprinting forwards, she scooped up a few fallen leaves at the truck's base, hoisting her body weight against the tree like she'd done to get the cobwebs in the pit of a branch. Her long claws scrapped into the maple tree's bark, surely enough the sap oozed from it's core, slowly sinking into the orangeish leaves between her mouth. Come on come on come on. Kennedy was getting impatient, and the sap took it's time greatly pissing her off. The fae had no intention to look to see if the Apprentice needed assistance, if she wanted her sister to get help then she'd have to understand that Kennedy is doing her best at quickly aiding the healer's needs. At long last, the leaves were filled with the sticky amber sap. Kennedy turned, running back into the den to Creek's side and setting them down in front of her. "Here." She panted, her chest rising and falling quickly, still standing on her feet for anything else to be thrown at them before she sits. "Do you need me to do anything else?" Kennedy peered into the healer's eyes, now noticing something she hadn't bothered to mention. "Before I forget anything, I am Warrior Kennedy, the fae I came with is Apprentice Nyx, also the patient's younger sibling." The creamy she-wolf bobbed her head to the unconscious Ember lying in the center of the room.

(( After Creek, Ember will be replying. Oh! And this thread is set about two weeks before the mating ceremony so Ember and Nyx can come to it.))

The fae darted out of the den after Kennedy, though she didn't really know how to do what the healer asked. She smelled along the ground, finding the nearest maple tree. In the corner of her eye, she saw that Kennedy knew how. Following the creamy fae's movements, she took some leaves and copied what Kennedy was doing. Nyx's claws scraped into the bark with fervor, making the sap drop onto the leaves not too slowly. After the leaves were filled, she darted back to the den like a bullet. Dropping them gently in front of the healer, Nyx nodded to her. "Is this enough or do we need to get more?" The herbs had taken effect on the small fae, and her heart didn't pound in fear. Ember was in the paws of a healer, and she would be okay.

At Kennedy's words, Nyx nodded. She had completely forgotten about their names this whole time. "Yes, I'm Apprentice Nyx and this is my sister." Nyx sat, looking down at her sister as if the swirled fae would wake up at any moment.

With the application of the sap Creek found the cob webs held much better to the grey fae's skin. In a few minutes the bleeding slowed and Creek could relax slightly. With the wad of webs still pressed to her head the healer turned to her herb stock and grabbed some herbs that would help the fae regain strength, for soon the reviving herbs would start to work. Turning back to her patient's friends she smiled to them to calm them. "That should be good for right now, but she may want some water when she awakens. Any idea how to get some here?" She questioned, going back to Ember. Creek was more confident now about her condition and the only thing she could do now was wait.

When the grey fae awoke she would be given blood replacing herbs to help her regain strength, it would be a long recovery with the amount of blood lost. "Anyone want to tell e how she did this?" Creek finally questioned, glancing back at both fae's.

Ember swore she was looking into a mirror, accept this fae facing her had a jagged and bloody head wound. As Ember went to speak, she found that her mouth was not capable of forming the words. She couldn't even move as the bloody clone of her smile cruelly. Looking into her clone's eyes, she saw all her memories. Meeting Creek, Juno, Esme, Odin, Cerberus, Marrok, and Chiara. All of them were wolves that she had met, but Ember felt fear at what her memories were doing in her clone's eyes and not her own. It took her a minute to realize. This bloody clone was her, the bloodlust and torture she had inflicted upon herself shown in her clone's eyes. It wasn't until now that Ember knew where they were, the lands of her old and beloved pack. All around them, the forest was on fire. Ember's attention was turned back to her clone as she stepped forward, brushing her cheek against the fae. "Say goodbye to everything, Ember", her clone said. She panicked for a minute, thinking she was dead. Where their cheeks had touched, Ember felt a searing pain as if her own flesh was being torn open and a sigh of relief ran through her. If she was dead, this pain wouldn't be possible. Looking at the ground, Ember was horrified to see blood dripping into a large pool. She began to grow dizzy, but kept her eyes open enough to see where the clone that had stolen her memories was going. "No! You can't take them all from me!" Ember's words were useless. Her clone walked into the fire and was enveloped my the flames, taking all of the fae's memories with it.


With a jerk, Ember's snowy eyes snapped open.

Kennedy darted her eyes to the pale white ones the apprentice's sister possessed, without hesitating she looked to Creek and nodded. "I can think of something, I'll be right back." The creamy fae peered to Nyx, her tattered ear and other pointed skywards with alert. "Stay here and comfort her. Tell Creek what happened, I won't be long." The vanilla creamed she-wolf turned, kicking her legs into the ground into a sprint, darting out of the healer's den in only a second tops. Her head lashed back and forth, looking for a way to transfer the water from a nearby puddle or creak to the fae without spilling. If she could remember right, there should be portobellos living in this type of land, useful to cut the stems off and form into small bowl. Kennedy ran, weaving between slender tree-trunks in search for the light brown fungai, looking in ditches, and at the bases of each tree in the shadows. The female panted as she ran, the pads of her feet getting tired with every half step against the surface.

A the corner of her sapphire eye, surely enough, a portobello family rest underneath the roots of a large evergreen tree. She gasped. Paws forward and into the dirt, the dragged her to a slow stop just before hitting a tree face first. Her eyes grew wide, blinking at the trunk as if she had just seen a ghost. She hadn't been paying attention to the direction she had been headed, thankfully the traction between the dirt and the pads of her feet were able to stop her. Kennedy shook her head and pushed off the tree, into the air and back onto the surface only to dig her hind legs back into the ground. The mushroom group got closer as she ran. Her feet slide to a stop. Kennedy bowed her head and ripped out the fungai by her jaw, bring up dirt with it. She had spotted a creek just a few yards away from the den, hopefully she could get there without spilling the water.

Slicing off the stems, a small pit sank at the portobellos center, soft edges rounded the mushrooms perimeter, creating a bowl-like tool. Now that Ember had awaken, she would need water and water fast. Kennedy ran back to camp, working her way down the small hillside to the creak below. It had rained earlier that evening, the creak flowed with water, covered in slippery mudded sides. The dark brown muck seeped between her toes, a sound of disgust escaped her mouth. Gross Her thoughts hissed. Lowering her snout, she scooped the mushroom top into water and filling it to the brim. Slowly she eased it back up to eye level, pawing down the creak to higher ground. Once she was back to surface, she started in a quick trot, water swaying from side to side inside the bowl.

Kennedy dipped her head inside, keeping her eyes trained on the water. She mumbled, biting her canines into the mushroom. "Excuse me. Move." The fae stepped through the two, setting it down at Creek's legs. "Here." Her eyes looked to Ember lying on the floor. "What do you need me to do?" She kept her gaze at the patient, speaking to Creek, then looking up to see Nyx. "You alright there?"

Nyx was startled at a jerk by her front paws. Her head darted down, looking into the pale eyes of her sister. The small fae's heart thudded in her chest, her body instinctively going into a laying position. Nyx wanted to comfort her sister, to tell her everything was okay. When Kennedy spoke, Nyx nodded in agreement. Lifting her chin towards Creek, she spoke. "We are not really sure what she was doing down by the swamp, but that is where we found her. There were signs of a fight all around her, but not one with a wolf. Blood covered the rock where she had obviously smacked her head. The fact that her ribs are showing would lead me to think that my sister was starving herself but I'm not sure. What do you think?" As she spoke, her eyes drifted to her sister. It seemed to Nyx that Ember had seen a ghost, but she wasn't sure if there was fear in her sister's eyes or not.

When Kennedy came back, she saw that the creamy fae was carrying water. Everything seemed to be rushing so quickly, Nyx just focused on her sister. The fae didn't hear Kennedy's question at first, but then it clicked that she was being asked thing. "Oh, yeah Kennedy, I'm fine. It's not me I'm worried about." Nyx swooped her head lower, meeting Ember's eyes and speak softly. "Can you hear me Ember? You're going to be okay now, Creek is taking care of you." Her words were like she was speaking to a scared pup, not wanting to startle the gray fae. It must be weird waking up all of the sudden, tied down and in an unfamiliar place. Then again, Nyx didn't know if there was any further extent of injury. Only Ember could tell them that.

With a whine, Nyx looked up at Creek and nodded to Ember. "Is she okay? When she woke up, she jerked. Could she be hurt more than what is visible?"

Well since Creek hasn't been able to reply, there's going to be a time-lapse.

Kennedy dispersed from the den once everything was handled. Nyx stayed behind and slepted at Ember's side till morning when eventually she woke to take Ember back to her own den.