Ceal was resting amongst some wild flowers not far from the wounded group when she heard their calls for help, not long after i hear the call of my sister. Ceal is not built like most of her family, tall lean or made of bulk this wolfess isn't meant for running but her short robust body is made for this mountainous packland, she moved quickly her body moving like a mountain goat from her densite as she raised her voice to echo with a note that was calm but assertive to her septons and crone's to come to her aide she would need all the help she could get from them and Dany.

When she arrived there was more than she'd thought there would be. Five in total, two males and two females with a young one trying to wake up it's father she presumed. She turned to Dany "we will need as much moss as you can find Dany if possible take the young one with you," she turns to look for Semele, Ceal had brought what she referred to as a quick pouch with some pain herbs and a bundle of a very foul smelling concoction she'd been working on over the summer season. "We will stay here till those in critical condition are stabilized, then when we can we will take them all to the medic-dens to better care for each individual wolf." The medic-dens were a huge complex of dens built into a rock slide that had happened many moons ago, ceal had personally created each den and tunnel to ensure they would be sturdy and as the years passed the walls had become stronger and harder. It wasn't even that far away they just would have to move the males some how.

She then moved to the female that had seemed in such distress but that Dany had spoken to near the fallen males, "ma'am my name is Ceal I am the head healer of this pack," her words were calm and she walked with her posture relaxed so as to add calm to the area "I need to know what happened and who is hurt where." She heard the paw steps of another and turned to see Semele "good I need you to go to look at the other female and tell me what her wounds are, talk me through what you would do and I'll let you know my thoughts." As worried as she was for the group as a whole she knew the males were the worst of them all just by viewing their unconscious forms, it seemed the female she'd spoken to first later to be known as Zen knew something of healing. "I would very much like to have your help if you are capable we'll need to remove your coverings and clean the wounds," once she was able to get a better view as to the extent of the wounds and better prepare them for healing.

"Talks like this"

Ceal ¤ Loves None ¤ Holds None ¤ Mothers None ¤ Maester of Spirane