Fajebin, the snowy brute padded at a slow miserable pace. His snowy pelt was stained with ried blood, his one side eposed almost to the ribs. He was in pain, and his vision was fogging over very quickly. The battle had been hard on him, although they had accomplished a strong attack on the human lovers pets. They would have some touble getting back into sorts. The males breathe froze in the air as he finally stopped, head lifting slowlyto reveil he had made it here. He'd been here many times before, but not always for injuries sake. Starlit... It had been a while since he had seenthe fae. He had cared about her before, he'd visited her without injury. It shows how much he cared, as he dealt with her human. He didn't think of attacking her.

Finally Fajebin was forced to the ground, his body collapsing from fatigue and pain. He needed rest. He neededhealing. He needed Starlit.

While her usual master was tending to other casualties, Starlit had been alerting to a very special 'victim' when the breeze brought his scent her way. Fajebin was back! Yet his welcome odor was tainted with the reek of blood, putting the hybrid at once into a state of alarm as she rounded the side of the house. Normally calm, assertive eyes softened with sympathy and genuine concern for this pet-killer and she held no hesitation as she approached his side, "Fajebin, you've been stirring up trouble again?" The words were meant as a light joke, though obviously laced with worry. After giving a sharp, urgent bark for help, she began to clean his wound, trying to staunch the bleeding.

Instead of the usual Lady, a new figure came from the house. A young man, with a darker complection than the soft, pale, wrinkled looks of the old lady. His short hair was jet-black filled with little natural curls. And his eyes, standing out vividly against his browned skin, were a strange mix of light gray-brown.

Starlit glanced to the young man before speaking to Fajebin, "Please, trust him as you do the Lady. He has been a great help to us lately." She did not want to admit to anyone, but her dear master was falling ill and frail, and having much trouble keeping up with her usual work. Starlit did not know where this man had come from, but since he arrived a few weeks earlier, she knew at once he was a good person. He was very kind and helpful to her master.

The man had a medical kit with him, just like the Lady always did. And as she often did, he spoke quietly as he knelt down near the wounded wolf, trying to convey that he meant no harm.

Starlit cocked her ears at his voice, though she was well use to it now. He spoke the same strange language that her master did, but there was a certain edge to it... something different. An accent.

Nadeem searched through the kit until he came up with a syringe, which he filled with a mild sedative. Knocking all the air bubbles from the needle, he took a deep breath to steady his nerves. Then, in a quick strike, he injected the drug into the wolf's shoulder. It shouldn't be long, especially in Fajebin's condition, before he was out.

The snowy male lay motionless, although not unconcious. The tones of Starlite brought his eyelid to lit up, the familiar fae coming into view. A light laugh was stirred from within at the idea of him starting more trouble. "Just a bit m'dear" Another chuckle and he fell silent, focusing on breathing. His cares caught the humans scent, although he did't bother to get defensive until it came into sight. But his defense only lasted for a moment, as Starlit spoke. Right now he didn't care, as long as he was healed enough to return to fighting again. And of course to continue visiting Starlit. She diodn't even wince at the needle, which now felt like a bug. Other pains contrled him now, and without problem themale drifted into a sleep, his lids falling over his golden eyes.

Starlit hovered around the sedated wolf, worried eyes flashing from Nadeem's hands, to the still face of Fajebin.

With the wolf safely asleep, Nadeem began his work. It was a mirror of what the lady did, for he learned all of his healing skills from her. The wounds were cleaned, and the flesh carefully and meticulously stitched back together. A second application of antibiotics were applied before each of the wound ares were wrapped up to further shield out infection. A healthy does of pain killers was given before Nadeem concluded his work on the wolf.

A series of barking alerted the man of more victims, and as he looked back, he was surprised to see a group of wolves converging along the front side of the house. And even more surprising, he spotted what looked like an African wild dog laying limp on the opposite side of the yard! And... two more wolves? With no time to spare, he left Fajebin under the watchful eyes of Starlit and headed to the next group of needy creatures.