Rougaru watches her. The wolf watches her. Small ears stand at attention amid the wind knotted tangle of his cream and caramel colored mane. Despite her injuries sustained from the fires from which she came, she was healing. Crusty brown scabs covered the worst of the burned flesh, others were beginning to reveal bright pink healthy skin beginning to replace the bloodshot angry wounds. He had wondered, when first he encountered the two there on the beach on the main island, if they would be able to survive their wounds. Both seemed exhausted from the swim and well, not far from death's door. Seeing her now, those thought are pushed away.

Her ears flicker at the mention of healthing herbs and Rougaru bobs his head invitingly. "Gladly... this way." he invited with the flick of his thick tail. He takes his time heading towards the mangroves, not waiting to strain her. She was still healing after all. A smile ghosts across his ashen lips. Emerald green eyes glitter as she thanks him, it was a rare occasion that someone thanked him. Usually his name was only heard in hatred or spite. It felt good hearing genuine gratitude every now and then. "I'm glad you both decided to join us here. Paradise can be quite welcoming to those in need. he murmurs, nodding his head gently.

For a time they walk on in silence, his broad frame navigating the twisting trails with ease. It does not take them long to come upon the fragrant trees. A single dial angles towards the large trees as he steps aside to let her go ahead of him now. I'm sure with some of these you will feel right as rain before too long." he adds with a mischievous grin. "Perhaps now you might tell me more of your relationship with the gray stallion... what is his name again?"