Kana watched the Yelurdexai's ritual as she fuelled the fire. She watched with the detachment of somebody not really looking, not staring so as not to distract him. It was something that healers learned to do young. His wounds weren't visible under the bandages, but she could tell what he was doing ...

When all useful parts of bear had been taken to the tent, Kana sat down against a tree and allowed herself to take a few deep, coughing breaths. Perhaps she should make some herbal tea to ease her breathing, but it always needed to be so strong to have any effect on a Child of the Serpent. She was ...

Seiran shrugged and grabbed some meat to carry instead. Even injured, he could probably carry several times what she could. An inability to breathe properly tended to make it difficult to become strong. She followed him back to the tent. The meat would need to be smoked as soon as possible, but for ...

Seiran raised an eyebrow. Wolf? He was a Child of the Wolf? No, definitely not. Even if she was wrong about him being a Raven, he couldn't possibly be a Wolf. Perhaps he meant that his given name was Wolf. Non-Rakri were often laid-back with their given names. After all, her parents had named her ...

Kana frowned at the markings in the ground. She recognised the pattern well enough to know that the Yelurdexai was writing, and briefly wished that she could read. She really would need to learn someday. Foreigners seemed to rely on writing rather a lot.

At least he seemed sensible enough not to ...

Deaf. That complicated things. Kana had known a few deaf people in her time, mostly people with her breathing disorder who had lost their hearing due to an infection their weakened bodies couldn't fight off, but she doubted that this stranger would recognise her sign language. He probably had one of ...

An experienced healer, Kana had no problem identifying the instant that her patient awoke. She sat still but relaxed, cup or painkiller in her hands, waiting to see if he would panic. "How do you feel, Yelurdexai? You are badly injured, but I believe that you will recover if your wounds are ...

Kana took one look at the campsite and hissed in frustration. She hadn't tied the patient down because she was worried he'd struggle and damage himself further, but perhaps she should have. She checked him for further bleeding (negligible), built up the fire and put her pot of water on to boil ...

Seiran froze. The man needed help, but he was panicked, and he had managed to shoot a bear in the heart. Even in his weakened state, she had no guarantee he was incapable of killing her if he felt threatened.

"I'm here to..."

She didn't think about her reaction as he fell, merely darted forward ...

Kana Seiran Xar strode along the riverside at an easy pace, pack dangling from the spear balanced across her shoulders, eyes scanning the thickening trees around her. When they became dense enough to unambiguously call a forest, she paused to untie her pack from her spear and sling it across her ...

Name: Kana Seiran Xar
Age: 22
Race: Human
Physical Description: The first thing most people notice about Kana is that she is covered in tattoos of snakes. The tattoos are of varying size, detail and colouration, mostly dull blues and greens, and wrap around each other in complex patterns ...