The younger healer shot up from her seat, knocking Serena back in the process. Her hands curled around the cool metal, steadying herself.
Everyone was unsure of what to do, of the next move to make. For all they knew, the Ambassador had just rushed across and wasted medicine.
"Ah-" the younger healer looked between the light green paste on the floor and Serena.
On the bed, the injured wolf groaned. His leg twitched, and he twisted with discomfort. Edith broke the moment, swiftly moving to his side. Her hands moved with purpose as she adjusted his limbs and murmured soothing words to him.
She glanced at Serena with a confused expression, her mouth hanging open.
To her left, Elder Cedar and Darius walked closer, taking in the scene. Serena bit her lip and stepped aside. Saying a fly made her rush and spill the medicine onto the floor would be such a far-fetched lie.
"I am sorry, but I could not just watch her apply that paste."
