Even though her own symptoms of the minor illness had been small considering that she was nowhere near sick at all, others had been more unbalanced and not lucky. Still it made her wonder what it would be like, seeing the world in a row of colors that was unnatural, like purple and pink for example. Seeing wolves drowning in the base of realism, being replaced by things that didn't happen in the real world. In a way it felt as if being awake and dreaming? It was an experience that she wanted to endure also, just to know what it was like. Or simple to break through those formal mask and for once a day, be different. That is, of course, without the weird glares and lifted eyebrows - she could blame it on the sickness.

Nymphe could already image in; the sickness causing a major panic, involving in either more misinformed wolves who spread the same sort of gossip and rumours even further into these lands. To think of it made her slightly fearful, but wolves would do strange things to save their own skin. Even if that meant their skin alone, leaving the pack to wither away and die for all they care. In the future if nothing could be done, such a thing could be more realistic with every ticking second that passed. And so far most packs had started their own sort of research, but none really working together.

"Foolish or very brave? A killer, either way." Nymphe said, replying on Sinistra's crude comment. There was an understanding in his vantage point, still with some pregnant wolves and some sick, it was wrong in her mind to already call the helpless stupid. Nymphe was more of a caretaker and would aide as much wolves as she could, that is, for as long as her own ship would float. With the pending threat above everybody's heads, things didn't really look pretty. But, from her words, she was already discussing the worst case scenario with Sinistra. What if all failed? Yep, then most would move away ...

But what if they still had a chance to change the tide? So far as little as understood, not many of the leaders had met or actually found it worthy to discuss. In Strawberry Fields pup and the thought of sickness alone was not on their mind. Quite the opposite though, is what should have happened. Puppies were more phrone to the sickness than most others. So, why all packs still tried to combat this thing alone while it was really a valley thing was beyond her own comprehension. Perhaps something to share with Sinistra? That is, if he didn't already have it planned on his outerpack scheme.

"That's a last resort. How about now at this moment; shouldn't this be discussed with the leaders of every pack? Shouldn't all the medics who are still healthy gather and look for some cure why the left-over healthy wolves take care of the sick wolves?A sheer of anxiety ran through her body, but just standing still was the same as moving backwards. And thus, adding (almost pleading), Nymphe then said. "Shouldn't anything happen?"

Sinistra had a valid point about the packs. Still the idea that anybody would just do what they thought was "good" - never slight comforted the German female. Most likely every pack would scout for the right sort of herbs and try to find a cure. One thing they could all agree on; it was the water. But to see a scout of every pack walking in the same sort of area, covering the same valley ..this could take days. Sharing nothing with each other and then end up exploring the same sort of territories ..now that was inefficient.

Her own knowledge of plants. Well, truthful, there wasn't any. She had learned a bit about the German grounds and what lived there, but America ..that was quite a difference! Besides lush green grassess and some trees, most things looked foreign upon first sight. Especially because she had lived in a calm mild climate with soft summers and cold but no harsh winters.

"I am afraid I can't help you much with my basic knowledge of German plants and nothing more." Nymphe said, lightly disappointed in her own lack of knowledge. Then again, she and others who also didn't know as much as the medic could aide on other ways. For example by researching the cause, like she was doing now with Sinistra - two great mind thinks alike! And for everybody who needed it, she was a 'caretaker' to play a minor role in the fight against the sickness. Everybody's fight. So far it seemed that Nova Mountain was relatively sick-free though, thank goodness.

Whatever was inside the water could be many things. The likehood of nature itself, bacteria and things like blue algea that thrived well under the condition of warm weather mixed with enough sunlight. Even though it caused a great sickness, she had never heard of seen animals like rabbits die because of it. But if it were the case, as soon as the seasons would pass, things would change once more. But to more precisely determin "what" exactly haunted the waters, she needed to know more of the history. For example did this also happen last year?

"Did wolves ever get sick during the Summer in the past?"Another thing that would not support her theory was the fact that blue algea and such things only occured in silent creeks without any stream. Now the river was moving alright. The only other speculation could have been something human, if they were able to kidnap her inside her bird of metal, they were capable of everything else. Although it sounded vague, she wouldn't be surprised if it ended up them destroying something else she loved so much. Or, perhaps she was simply cursed. Wherever she went, humans did too. Stupidity. "White rose lake doesn't begin or end here. What lies beyond here, do you know. It wouldn't be strange if it happened to be something not from around here. How frightening that even sounds."

Humans had left a somewhat bad impression upon the black wolf. Not only would they have taken what they thought was theirs - her homeland, but at the same time they captured her. It was only by fortune's will and a bit of luck that she managed to escape without being caught. But escaping meant only little when you land up in foreign lands. Nymphe knew little to no English, little of the wolves and the pack she lived in now. Even though she felt undeniable connected to the sick wolves and at the same time trying her best to cure it; any aided wolf was still a stranger. Now, tomorrow or the day after that.

At this point she wanted to growl at the world human. She found them odd to begin with, as if nature had shaped some sort of weed; they had two-legs and besides that, they had no hair upon their skin. Ugly, of course. But they were given tools and doing things that went against any rule of nature, destroying the balance and food chain if by their will. Nonetheless the world would also have some good humans, she would most likely never met. Thus leaving her biased in a negative way. It went beyond her understanding to know what or how they'd exactly did it. In fact she didn't know if they carried with them, the guilty sign. All she knew is that they could do the impossible.

"You don't have to. Close your eyes and imagine the impossible; they would be able to do it Sin. They would.."Nymphe trailed off and never finished her sentence. To point paws and blame them wasn't helping much either; what evidence did she have? If they were guilty of creating a mess inside the water there was nothing no creature could actually do about it, other than finding a cure or hoping the water would be cleaned. Humans, on the other hand, she expected that they did a total of nothing. Besides that, having humans loose around the valley would certainly give her a heart attack after all that she had been through.

"Shall I go to the other packs as quick as I can, perhaps together with another Novian and ask for the medic. Ask if they know anything about a cure.."Out of the blue she spoke, knowing her mind never settled upon any comfort zone. Who was to blame mattered only little in comparison with what they could actually do about it to cure those who were majorly sick. The lands themselves were rich in nature, so also vegetation. Somehow, somewhere, something would be hidden. It was now just a point for some wolf calling "Eureka!" and be declared as hero of the day.

Even though she hated to admit it, Nymphe had seen no other packs around calling for some sort of meeting or looking for answers not only inside their own pack, but also outside. At some packs, she expected, the cure and sickness wouldn't be so alive and threatening. Perhaps later on, when it had claimed even more victims, would they feel the need to step up and battle whatever ill opponent was against them. The sad part about the entire story usually was the time; it was too late. Even if she wanted to rush things now, she didn't know how much time she had before eventually it would reach every wolf or pack.

Although it was suprisingly that out of all the members she got the orders to go, since she was so new, Nymphe had already met and had good tie's with both Sphinx of Silver Creek and Green of Strawberry Field. The only Alpha she hadn't actually met was Oni of Shadow Mountain and the co-partners of the other Alpha's who ruled along side them. It seemed now that her own curiosity and will to explore had benefit her greatly. It was always better to see somebody you've already met before instead of standing there as a complete stranger with wibbly wobbly legs at the borders, asking for their thoughts on the cure and if they'd already found some medicine.

"Thank you for your trust in me. I won't let you down."Nymphe said, wanting to go right there and then with haste. Although it was best not to let those paws rush of yet, after all perhaps there was some advice concerning pack relationships. You know, those small amount of information that makes sure your head doesn't get bitten off. "Is there anything about pack relationship or anything else that I need to know about a particular pack?"

With that said, Nymphe had almost forgotten about his journey to search for the cure alone, inside the packs or inside the valley. It was then she commented. "Alone? Wouldn't that take ..about an eternity?"

Nymphe's eagerness to travel even more had resulted inside a mission. Making her feel even more belonging in a sense a dedication into solving this thing and through her, make it an interpack thing. It would be great if one of the packs had already found a solution, hence making it easier for everybody. But it wasn't so, and such it was becoming much like a duty to stand up and do something about it. Like a knight's messenger she would eagerly travel across the lands, her first choice of which pack to go to was still unsure. But knowing her paws; they wanted to run, run until they could no more. Until she'd drop dead at the borders, well almost.