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Sauron was flitting through the trees off on his first real adventure away from Ast. He was sad that Kelina could not have come with him. As females went she was pretty cool. And he admired her bow and her class itself. Long range fighters were invaluable in battle. Not all could stick there noses right in it like his family had done for ages. He smiled at the thought of his grandparents. One day he would ride too. His head full of pictures of different colored Radaku he almost landed on a young shifter. With an indignant squawk he lost his footing, because he really didn't want to step on her and fell out of the darn tree.

After one of his least graceful forest floor landings he slithered back of the trunk to peak over the edge of the giant bough she was resting on. Huh a very very hurt shifter. He quickly hopped to the next tree that had the bark with healing properties and ripped some off, apologizing to the now leaking tree. He zipped back to the tree the girl was on and found a suitable indent in the limb to dump the bark into. He poored a little water in the indent and with a stick pestel set about grinding the stubbron stuff as small and pastelike as he could get it. He took a small canister that he had thought to bring on this journey, thankfully. It held a tiny bit of precious salve that he smeared into the bark mixture. He wrinkled his nose. This first aid cure was neither pretty nor well perfumed.

He slunk over to the girl who he thought was out of consciousness. He held her hands with one of his so she wouldn't freak out and punch him when she woke due to the pain and started applying the salve to the wounds that he found under the bandages. This would help stop the bleeding, prevent infection and aid the healing process. At least that is what he was told by his mother and father when they taught him this. Not the most fancy cure but it was effective.

After reapplying the bandages he used the trees to run the perimeter. Whatever had attacked her, he suspected a radaku from the wounds, had thankfully left. So in lieu of her waking up hungry and his own growling stomach, he plopped onto the ground while keeping an eye out and dug up some stubbron, firmly attatched to their tree, roots. Looking up he smiled, as there was a patch of the perfect kind of fungi not far from were he was. It was toxic in large amounts but the spores themselves could help cure fever. He piled up his roots and hopped over to the mushrooms, selecting a healthy fresh one he shook the spoors into his hand and funneled them into one of his sacks of water which he placed on the other side of his body from the other two so he wouldnt end up drinking it himself. He placed the mushroom back and gathered up his roots to head back to the tree to wait for her to wake.

He returned to the tree

Sauron looked up and smiled at the world weary face that peeked down at him. He snorted. "No, do I look that bad? You really must excuse my appearance Princess I fell out of the tree earlier." He crawled back up the trunk. And offered her the canteen that hung from his left side. "Here, there are fungi spores in here that will help prevent or bring down fever, and I might add you need the fluids, you lost a lot of blood. Can you remember what happened?" He asked as he tried to hand her the canteen. He sat down and started to peel the roots. With each vigourous jerk of his wrist the necklace with the Radaku tooth jumped on his chest. He knew it wasn't long enough to get him in the eye, he had tested. He was relieved that she had woken.

" I am Sauron. I'm only a prentice but I hope to be a rider some day. It looks like the mounts are nothing to sneeze at though, you weren't by chance trying to pet one were you? It sounds like something I would do."

"Or were you not paying attention and it snuck up on you?" He had seen that happen more then once in his time in the forest. "Its not as uncommon as one might think." He took the canteen from her and gave her one with just water. "Here, just don't drink to fast, you might shock your system."

"I never said I was the smartest shifter." He laughed. "Ooh you were quite lucky to survive a pack, well whats left of you anyway. On the plus side you still have your limbs and a few interesting scars when they heal over." He slowly reached over and smeared some more goop on her face, there was a small cut he had missed. "Yes, I know it stings like mad, but it really does help. As for the smell, well nothing will come near you now." He make a joking face, miming some awful smell. "It will wash off once your wounds have sealed over better."

His ears flicked and he peeked over the edge of the tree, some animal, not a radaku was walking underneath them. "I think the pack is well and truly gone. Since their favorite lunch feels its safe to walk around again."

"That would explain alot. Im astounded you managed two. That is a great feat of fighting skills. " He said impressed. "I don't think they will be back for a long time now. Which I must say is a relief."

He nibbled on a root. "You should probably rest soon if you can against the pain. I will keep watch." He was somewhat worried that if she slept, she would dream and then thrash around. Which would break open the wounds and she would begin to bleed all over again. But she was very weak and her body needed time to heal itself and counteract the physiological damage. He thanked his ancestors for giving down the healing information learned from training the Radaku. He reached for the tooth necklace which brought him so much comfort. As though his grandmother watched over him.

"Of course, I'll toss you in water if gentle prodding doesn't work. You won't be escaping this world that easily." He looked up at the sky, "At least it won't rain you'll be dry for the duration of your nap and I won't stray far from your perch."

She had spunk, he wasn't that worried, eyes like hers held a lot of spirit and spirit meant she would not give up at the drop of a leaf, not when she had fought so hard for the life she still clung to.

Sauron crawled over the edge of the tree and peeked back over at the curious herbivore that had followed him. Cheeky devil, he thought. He looked over and beamed at Hijil. "Good morning sunshine! My you are looking much better more like a fiery shifter and less like an angel of death." He hopped over and checked her bandages and sighed in relief, "And you haven't started bleeding again, excellent. " He held the water skin up that she had let go of while she slept. "Thirsty?"