Darkhor never really paid anymore attention to what was going on around him or the others. His focus was on the payers to the shrine devoted to it until then, Raukaas had started talking which broke his attention almost instantaneously. His attention now divided he got up and grabbed his son trying to calm him down, "Raukaas I'm here it's OK these people are to help you. Please stop what you are doing and let them help heal you."

Pausing in his sentence and pulling away and giving direct eye contact with Raukaas and continued in a very serious tone of voice, "Also never ever ever run away from home like that again! You made me worried so sick. I came home to find you were gone and that you running off like that has scared me. You scared your father. I know you want to go back outside but why do you want to go out so badly? You're sick son. I need you to feel better. To get better. Listen to what everyone is saying Raukaas."

He picked him up and put him back on the bed, "Now… You stay here while I get some firewood. Behave yourself please. Make your father happy by listening and doing as he says. OK? These two are Alistar and Synthesis. You will understand that you do not need to be afraid of them please." Standing up he walks into the living room as he left to the other room, "My son is terrified of strangers if you excuse me while I get what's needed." He went to the kitchen as he started to set things up.

Synthesis watched with tired interest and a slight glow of pride. She must be doing something right if she could collect all the herbs needed to cure a sick child. She wrapped up her herbs again and pushed them back into her bag. Then she turned to the child deposited beside her, blinking owlishly.

"Hi," she spoke softly, "As your father said, I'm Synthesis. I've been helping your father to find you and heal you with Alistar. I promise I'm not scary. And I hope you don't mind me sitting on your bed. I'm just a bit tired after helping to heal you. It was a lot of magic for me to expend." She hesitated, "So what's this about you wanting to go outside? You can go out with your dad, or on your own when you're better."

"Ummm Synthie? I don't think we should go around making promises that might not be kept!" Alistar pulled her aside and whispered in her ear. "If we say something like that then we could just get someone's hopes up that is already fragile! If we break those hopes than we could just break him. Now, could you help me by crushing these herbs? I need to go get some water, I think I saw a well outside." Alistar made his way back out the door and took a deep breath. "Ahhhhh! It is good to have some fresh air after being in that room for so long!" Alistar looked around for the well. "Wait a sec, do I have a bucket? I should probably ask Mr. Darkhor." Alistar decides to go back inside and wait for Darkhor to come back.

Synthesis rolled her eyes. "I only promised I'm not scary! I know that's not a promise you can keep."  She jibed and made no move to get up. She supposed he had no idea how tired she was after what he would consider a small bit of magic. Instead she flopped back on the bed next to the child and closed her eyes. If she could just get a small nap in, she might feel better.
"Don't worry, Raukaas. He doesn't know what he's on about. I'm not scary at all." She was aware that maybe the pale man-child had been refering to her saying the boy could go outside but at the same time she saw no reason why they couldn't take him to sit on the pavement for a hit if it meant that much to the little chap.

"Damn, I can't get any water. I can't find a bucket. I can't do anything! Why am I even here! Damn!" Alistar stamps his foot on the ground and accidentally broke the floor, causing huge cracks to spread. "Oops! Ummm, that wasn't expected. I guess I don't know my own strength." Alistar giggles like a child and kneels down. "I guess I should try to to fix this before Mr. Darkhor kills me." Alistar sighs, quietly going about trying to fix the floor.

Raukaas stared blankly at Synthesis with big eyes being silent at the moment. His eyes were almost a turquoise colour and then narrowed his eyes after a little while of staring at her and being quiet, "Uh… I'm never left alone with strangers… I'm just bored! I've been sick for weeks! Sitting in a bed and not doing anything is so boring!" He whined irritated at all of this happening. He threw his head back whining more and kicking his feet wildly until he flopped back on the bed coughing and wheezing. The young Drakkollis just felt too dizzy to move now without the feeling of nausea which he hated. Raukaas spoke but it was rather mumbling almost nonsense, "I pickles cheese mom? DAD!" The little Drakkollis suddenly screamed out loud and curled up.

Darkhor had been a little busy and when he heard something immediately the Drakkollis walked out to see what it was that was going on. Then seeing Alistar on his hands and knees trying to fix up the floor that he just broken. He felt his blood pressure rise and breathing harder, "ALISTAR! Look at what you just did to my floor! You better fix all of it!"

He was refraining from physically touching him keeping his distance. He stomped his hoof in frustration and anger then tapping it as if waiting for something else to happen then muttered under his breath, "Where is Ginhad or Froig when you need someone else to do deal with Stressssssss!"

His face was starting to turn red as he glared at the young looking man. Then putting his arms out in front of himself and slowly breathing in from the nose and out the mouth trying to calm himself down. He Darkhor felt tears start to stream down his face once more and he made sniffling sounds.

"H-hey! I didn't mean to. At least, not technically. But at least nothing horrible happened right? I could have destroyed the entire house." Alistar said sheepishly, a blush splattered acrossed his face. "Anyways, do you have a bucket? Or a bowl or something? It would really be helpful." Alistar bounced on his toes, itching to leave the awkward situation. He looked at his feet from embarrassment and just kinda sat there, staring at his feet. He looked up and saw tears falling from the Drakkolllis's face. "W-what happened!? Are you okay!?" He took a step forward but froze, not wanting to cause anymore trouble. He just stood there and watched as they fell from the male's face. "If this was because of me then I'm sorry." He said quietly, hoping not to be heard.

Synthesis nodded at the words of the little Drakkollis. It was quite understandable that he would be bored, especially at his young age. What was he, about nine? Ten? She decided that while she was in the area, she could stop in every now and again to take him out on some supervised excursions, provided that his father approved. She was about to suggest as much and offer the usual comforting reassurements but then, with no warning, the child screamed. Synthesis sat up again hurridly, unsure what was wrong.

"Raukaas! Raukaas, what's the matter? Does it hurt somewhere?" She asked urgently, scanning his body for any sign of a wound or source of pain. Seeing nothing, she reached to place a palm on his forehead. She could tell he was jumpy and perhaps a little nervous of her so she was careful so make her movements slow and deliberate so the child could see what she was going to do, "Now, don't you worry Raukaas. I might be a stranger but I am not going to hurt you. Your dad wouldn't have left me with you if there was any chance of that."

The boy was quite warm and Synthesis turned to pull her canteen out of her bag, intending to offer him a drink. In her mind, she didn't want to have to perform any more magic but if she had to she would find the energy somehow. It might mean she couldn't walk for a while, though.

It took Raukaas a little while before he finally responded, no words came from his mouth. He reached taking the canteen with shaking hands almost dropping it. Putting it to his mouth he began drinking but he hardly drank a thing and he made a raspy sounding whine.

The little Drakkollis just laid there and slowly closed his eyes and just from looking at him he turned paler in color. His black and dark grey skin now a much lighter grey and he seemed to have fallen asleep. Raukaas was very still and the canteen that he took dropped.