Oh, she was going to be late! She had spent all day fretting and preparing and yet, she was still going to be late! There were still things she needed to organise, things she had to do and yet, Moonglow had already called for them all. With a last minute panic, she dismissed herself from her den and darted off across the mountain, a silver ball of nervous energy. The whole ordeal had been unexpected and nerve racking - a wolf of Spirane had fought against Moonglow? She'd not heard of such a thing before, and couldn't help but worry over both of them. She could understand both or at least she tried to, but it did little to alleviate her concerns. At least, she figured, Moonglow had certainly returned in one piece.

Finally, she caught sight of the group, and breathed a sigh of relief through clenched teeth as she loped forward. Between her teeth, she held a tattered rabbit hide, a trick she had learnt from Meryl during his time in Spirane and yet, one she hadn't quite mastered yet. She figured she would ask Pan what he thought, seeing as he had a mind that seemed to work much more efficiently than any other's - he'd likely know how to better the technique. For now, though, it would do and she had been sure to bring everything she would initially need. Even from a distance, though, she could tell Alcide had done a good job at cleansing the wound, removing the dirt and grime from the fur surrounding the puckered flesh.

She nodded a silent greeting to the others as she moved forward, examining the wounds over Moonglow's face and scruff - what truly shocked her, though, were the wounds over Snowshoe's form. It was just as shocking that she had returned, but nonetheless, the damage that lay bare across her chest brought Niviaq to a stop. Triage demanded she take to the one most injured and yet, in that moment she was hard pressed to decide. With a frown, she turned to Nootau, offering him a kindly smile but for a moment before she spoke.

"Nootau! I'm glad to see you have stayed. I have a favor to ask of you -" she turned then to Alcide, directing such a favor at him too (though she doubted he would refuse), "Would you care to escort Moonglow to her den? Cleanse her wounds, and I shall be there shortly to assess the worst of them."

With a bow of her head, she turned then to Moonglow, flashing a sheepish grin and darting her eyes to Snowshoe. She felt bad denying Moonglow of immediate aid but the wounds of Snowshoe seemed much more severe, or at least much more debilitating. Moonglow had the aid of Alcide for food and warmth, and yet Snowshoe had neither a mate or a den mate - she needed to be cared for first. Niviaq just hoped the others understood...

"Snowshoe, I am going to tend to the worst of your wounds now. I understand it will not be so painless, but I ask that if you must, well, lash out... please aim for my scruff."

She flashed a grin, attempting to warm the situation somewhat before she moved forward, shuffling her rabbit hide towards the female before nuzzling it open. It was then that she begun to inspect the wound, eyeing it closely and lapping at its edges to reveal the true extent of it. She was as gentle as possible, cleansing the fur and removing the dirt - it was nasty, though, there was no doubt about it. It made Niviaq question whether Moonglow had truly been the one to inflict it for a moment...

"Here, take here. They will help with the pain for now. Let me know when I can proceed, okay?"

With that, she motioned towards the hide - it was littered with black seeds, small and round. At that, she lowered her muzzle, pressing it firmly against them before raising it to Snowshoe's face - along the ridge, the seeds had stuck. Perhaps it was an unusual way to administer them, but she did not want Snowshoe to bend her neck any more than needed. For now, they'd just have to mutually agree that licking them from her muzzle was not such a bad or unusual idea.