Azaroth smirked. "Well that's the question, isn't it?"

Koko started to stare at her bone collar she looked worried about something but simply cannot be able to speak what was on her mind, she stopped staring at the bone collar for a bit and groomed her fur which was in terrible shape.

049 (Doc)-

He narrowed his eyes and cleared his throat some. "May I?" He asked the puffadore again. He hated to be ignored, even more so by a patient.

Koko nodded.

"I'll humor you as far as the Spire. Try anything, anything at all, and steel will be your fate." Torak lowered his sword slowly, wary gaze still on Azaroth.

Alpha padded over to sniff the Puffadore, looking up at the Nytekrie. She made several gestures, all of which seemed to indicate the young Puffadore was in need of healing.

Azaroth let out a sigh of obvious relief. "May I stand up now?" he asked snarkily.

049 (Doc)-

Finally! With a careful and speedy claw he removed the bandage from her leg. The wound was clean for the most part, though he made sure that it was cleaned properly. Again reaching into his seemingly bottomless pouch he pulled another clawful of herbs from it and chewed them before pasting it on the wound and rewrapping it. "There, now please keep off it until it is healed."

Koko nodded then resumed looking at her collar with a worried expression.

*tries to follow alpha*

Koko stood up picking a rock up nearby then starts writing a message in the dirt not able to say it her self she spells it instead, the message says "sibling".