Lone shapeshifter

A beautiful gray and white wolf casually walked along a trail near a mountain with the woods on her left side and the mountains on her right. she didn't seem afraid of anything else coming along after her due to her experience in fighting. her silver eyes shone brightly when the light them giving off the fact that she was a shape shifter. she was very large in size as she was about 24 years old. she loved traveling alone because it made things easier but she made sure to keep a small pack with her of things to help healing should she get badly injured. though she traveled alone she'd come upon other people or creatures that needed help so as long as they didn't try to kill her she would help then leave them to find their own ways. she was kind to a point but beyond that she preferred to limit her conversations.

[Caer Ibormeith]

The wolf would hear a high-pitched keening coming from somewhere to her right. A small pure white wold pup was caught in a bear trap. It was a miracle that its paw hadn't come off. It laid next to the trap, not wanting to move because of the intense pain. Thick, red blood clotted on its fur, a bright contrast to it and the fresh snow on the ground.

The wolf perked its ears hearing the pup and saw its situation and ran up to it. she checked out the trap and the condition of the pup and grabbed the top of the trap with her mouth and as she pulled it up slowly she put a paw there at the bottom jaw of the trap then pulled harder. when it was up high enough she did a bark through her latch on the trap to signal the pup to move its paw.

[Caer Ibormeith]

The pup pulled its paw out of the way and whimpered again. It licked at the blood and tried to at least wiggle its toes, but there was no movement. Its gold eyes beseeched the older wolf for some kind of assistance.

The wolf let the trap go shut and moved it away then moved over to the pup checked out the paw of the pup. she licked it a bit then just so she could deal with it easier shifted into her human form. She there in front of the pup with light brown hair going down to her shoulders wearing a red tank top and some blue jeans. she moved the bag to the front of her and dug out a splint and some ointment along with some bandages that would stick to the fur. "Come here...it's okay i can help." she said it in a very caring soft voice.

[Caer Ibormeith]

The pup had backed up a bit a soft whine in its throat. Its eyes were wide and its ears laid back, wary. The sun started rise and a ripple went across the pup's form. The crackle of bones and snaps of sinews danced with the occasional birdsong as the pup became a young girl. Her skin was pale and near translucent, and her hair was a soft silver. The eyes still remained its striking gold color.

The woman paused seeing the pup transform into a small girl. "Well...not a shifter....judging by your eyes. you must be a werewolf....er...pup then huh?" she smiled warmly. "It's okay i'm not going to hurt you i promise. i might be a shifter but i'm not cruel. come here i'll help you with that injury i've done this before." she held out a hand to the girl.

[Caer Ibormeith]

The girl scooted closer and held out her hand. The wrist was tiny, and lots of the tendons and muscles had been severed. She might not be able to ever use her hand again, but no one could tell just yet.

She smiled at the girl and moved just a little bit closer examining the wrist. "Oooo it's going to hurt for awhile but at least i have some medicine to help with the pain." she opened the ointment and put some on her hands rubbing it lightly on the injury and around it doing her best not to make it hurt more. "My name's Syndil what's your sweety?...and i'm sorry if this hurts a bit but it'll start to feel better after awhile trust me. okay?" after she put a bit more ointment on she looked thoughtfully at it then took out a thread and needle and a cloth. she held it out in front of the girl's mouth. "You may want to bite down on this."

[Caer Ibormeith]

"Lunea." She took the cloth in her mouth and tried her hardest not to tremble when she saw Syndil take out the needle. She buried her face into her knees and wrapped her free arm around herself. She waited to feel the bite of the needle going into her flesh.