Here i stand - 100th - helpless and left for dead

[align=center][div style="max-width: 415px;text-align: justify;font-family: times new roman;font-size: 10pt;line-height: 116%;text-indent: 35px;"]Ruven knew nothing of gods and beings of other worlds, he was either much too young or simply naïve enough to believe that they didn't exist, despite the signs all around the island and the various different creatures within the groups that seemed to be gods themselves. He also knew close to nothing about wounds and healing, only close to nothing since he knew what wounds were, but he wouldn't be able to heal them, that was something he would either have to learn eventually or simply just leave it to the professionals. Either way he didn't quite mind.

The smell of blood caused him to think of the different things that he didn't know, and eventually the sight of Byriath - the healer of the group -  caused a sense of hopelessness to flitter within Ruven's chest. If the one that was supposed to heal others was harmed, what were they supposed to do then? He didn't know if anyone else held any herbal knowledge, so at first he wasn't sure what to do. "B-Byriath?" The young male would stammer out, paws picking up pace as he made his way over to the larger creature. "What happened? What do you need me to do?" He'd follow directions, he was good at that, he was good at following the directions given to him, even if he wouldn't retain the information one would normally learn from that.