What were those two boys up to now? She had fast learnt both their temperaments were... volatile to say the least. Taliesin had been the first to rise up against Purge with teeth though he had been shot down just as quickly and Leonidas? Well, it had become quite evident the moment that Daenerys arrived home that he had quite a bone to pick with just about everyone. Still, she felt little more than a motherly roll-of-the-eyes for the both of their shenanigans. Just like children, they'd always be up to something though this time it seemed all that more urgent. She had heard them in the distance, or at least what she imagined to be them with their muffled voices. Still, for the time being she did not rise to meet them but rather stayed within her den as comfortable as ever.

It was not until their footsteps approached her direction that she stirred completely, her head poking out from her den and scanning for them in the faint light. It seemed to be a ridiculous time to be so active - so talkative - but there they were, faint shadows moving in the distance towards her. Wearily, she sniffed at the air and found a hint of blood though old it might have been. Just what had they been up to with hushed voices and now blood!? It did not take them long to come entirely into view and so did she, slipping from her den with a rather scornful look between the pair of them.

"By the smell of things, you may very well need more than simple assistance. Let me have a look at you - a close look."

It was not exactly the most enjoyable situation to be woken to but still, it was not only her duty but her passion to help those in need. It just so happened that from time to time those in need had rather poor etiquette when it came to the sleeping patterns of others. She sighed lightly, shaking her head slowly as she stepped towards Leonidas and began to inspect the wound as best as she could. There were flashes of white beneath the old blood and she frowned deeply at the sight of them. Bone or muscle? It could not be said in such a light. It would also be rather... uncomfortable to find out to say the least. For now, though, she could at least address the initial issues.

"I'm going to get some supplies. In the meantime, the two of you can explain to me what has happened here exactly. Who did this and why?"

With that, she flicked an ear in their direction but proceeded to slide back into the den. She'd still be able to hear them and she expected that they would speak - there was little that could be hidden from a Healer, after all. For now, though, she grabbed what she needed to begin: a salt rock, moss and a scrap of pelt with several small, black seeds stuck to it. Poppy seeds were easier carried this way, at least to her knowledge. All he'd need to do was be willing to lick at some age old rabbit skin. When she emerged, she placed her items by her paws and held the scrap of fur to Leonidas, motioning to it with her eyes expectantly. It wouldn't take a genius to work out what to do, surely.