Anxius said nothing for a while. He didn't know what to think. He was not sure he trusted the peacock, and he most certainly did not trust the wolf. He still needed help, however. Neither he nor Malacia knew any medicine. Even if they did, they would have no idea what herbs to use up north.

He glanced up at Malacia. She returned the gaze, clearly frustrated at his silence. He sighed. He hated to accept assistance from the wolf, but he was not about to leave Malacia all alone. He looked up at the wolf. "Very well. I need help," He said grudgingly.

"Yes, please," Malacia said, nodding at the wolf. Yes, Anxius was going to be healed, and then they were leaving. Anxius was surely going to be angry about failing the hunt, but Malacia did not care about the rabbit anymore. They could go a little while longer without eating; they would eventually find a deer or similar without a Hissatsu.