"Talking"

'Thoughts'

"Fae Language"


Inko won't lie, but trying to get this man to her home was a difficult challenge. Letting out a soft sigh, she couldn't help but feel thankful for the wolf. The wolf was strong enough to bring the fae to her home where she could tend to what injuries that she hadn't been able to heal. Turning her gaze back onto him, the young woman just sighed once again.

He had been asleep for a few days. Normally, it was rather unheard of for anyone in the fae community to catch a cold but, maybe because he was in the stream for who knows how long? She had no idea, but Inko knew that she had to help him, had to tend to his injuries.

Turning her gaze onto the wolf, the white furry wolf stayed close to the fae as if hoping to cure him by being so close to the blonde.

Carefully making her way over toward the wolf and the sleeping fae, Inko gave the wolf a small smile as she carefully ran her fingers through his fur. "It'll be okay. He just has a bad fever." Inko said softly, gently, wanting to make sure that she didn't scare the wolf. As if understanding her, the wolf looked up at her, his ears pressing against his head.

Frowning a little at the wolf, the young woman couldn't help but feel concern and worry. Concern for the wolf and worry for the sleeping fae. Turning her green gaze toward him, she reached over and pressed the back of her hand against his forehead. Only to quickly her hand back and stare in shock. Oh boy, he had such a terrible fever.

"Water." Inko whispered before pushing herself up and went to her water system. It was a little thing that she had prepared for herself thanks to her friends. Or at least the two friends that are her true friends.

Making her way outside, Inko smiled as she looked up at her roof. Rain water wasn't her ideal drinking water since it would drip down from her roof, but it came in a pitch. Plus, it would be cold enough until she could get to the village to get some supplies.

Once she got to the back, she grabbed a bucket and filled it with some water before smiling happily. It was clean today, though not enough to drink from. Bucket filled, Inko smiled as she made her way back into living area of her home before looking over and frowned as she saw how the fae was acting in his sleep.

He was breathing heavily, his head tossing side to side, he almost looked like he was in pain. Frowning a little, the young woman grabbed a cloth, having dipped it in the colder water and carefully placed it on his forehead and gave him a soft smile. "It'll be okay, I'm here for you." She smiled more before watching him as he seemed to start to relax a little under the feeling of cold water on his forehead.

Just as she was about to push herself up onto her feet, the young woman saw that he had turned his head, his eyes opening a crack as he seemed to stare at her. Inko blinked in confusion, was he strong enough to even be awake?

He just seemed to stare at her, trying to figure her out it seems. His brows drew together, as if her being there was something that he wasn't used to. No, not the idea of her, but the idea of anyone being next to him when he woke up from anything. Did he have such a terrible life that something like this had happened to him in the first place?

Were the other fae looking for him? Was he in some kind of fight that caused him to be badly damaged or was he some kind of warrior?

Soon, his expression calmed down, his face growing into a small smile as he gazed onto Inko. He seemed to chuckle a little as he gazed upon her, which only made Inko frown a little more at him in confusion.

"O'vi mai shaerorer..." He whispered softly, causing Inko to frown more at him. What was he saying? What the hell was he trying to say to her in the first place? Tilting her head a little, Inko had no idea what it was that he said, of all the things that she didn't learn it was how to speak fae.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you're saying." Inko whispered, how else was she to show him that she had no idea what it was that he was trying to tell her. Though, maybe she could luck out and see that he knew her language instead of just the language of the fae. At least, that was something that she was hoping for.

The fae though seemed to frown a little in confusion at her. His eyes still a little unfocused on her, as if he was seeing her, but at the same time he wasn't seeing her. He mumbled something else under his breath, Inko had no idea on what it was that he was saying. Leaning closer to him, she was sure that he was doing this on purpose to a certain degree, but then again he was rather sick and had a terrible fever to boot. What would he gain from this in the first place?

"What?" She asked softly, not sure what it was he was trying to speak.

"Eis Ai paer? Eis Ai peil? Ai tal's... thaer eileirol... Eis Ai tael sai pai... shaelari Ai't mai salaer? Shia ter Ai meraes...?" He whispered, how he had that kind of strength to speak so much, Inko had no idea. Though before she could even ask what it was that he was even speaking, she saw that he had fallen asleep once again. Inko couldn't help but frown at him with concern and worry.

Maybe the fever got to him again, causing him to hallucinate once again. Letting out a soft sigh, the young woman took the cloth from his forehead and dipped it back in the water once again before setting it upon his forehead. Inko smiled a little more at the fae before pushing herself up and started to make her way over toward the doorway of her home.

Yet, she couldn't help but turn back to the wolf. "Keep an eye on him okay?" She said softly, she'd have to get some herbs from the village. She needed to bring his fever down and quickly. It was getting out of hand. If nothing was done about his fever soon, there was a good chance that it would cause some damage to him. Being sick was harder on a fae than it was on a human, from what she could see of him, he wasn't a normal fae so she had no idea what it was that was wrong with him.

The wolf blinked his blue eyes at her before nodding at her. Inko was a little confused about the whole thing but shrugged to herself before making her way toward the village.

Though, she just hoped that the villagers were nicer today.


Inko hummed softly as she made her way toward the village. A few people thought that she was a rather strange woman. A healer that had no trouble healing anyone, regardless of race. Honestly, a healer's job is to heal anyone no matter what the person's race was. She had no issue with that, though she wasn't going to tell anyone that she had some kind of fae in her home. It wasn't any of their business anyway.

If they asked, she would merely just tell them half the truth.

That someone is sick and is being tended to at her home. She isn't to be disturbed while he is being tended too as she had no idea what would happen with him while he was healing. Mostly since she honestly had no idea as to what it was that had caused him to be in such a state.

'Maybe I should look into my notes again. I believe my teacher left me some notes on the fae.' thought Inko with a frown on her face.

It bothered her that she didn't remember much about her lessons, but knew that she would have to beat herself up about that later. For now, she would have to get the herbs she would need in order to bring down the fae's fever. Though at the same time she didn't know what she would need, nor the dose on how much to give him.

After all, a fae was much different compared to a human.

Letting out a soft sigh, the young woman made her way over to one of the many stalls in her village and smiled a little as she looked at all the herbs that they provided. It was a little sad to see that she couldn't get most of these herbs in the forest near her home. She may have to start growing them soon. At this rate, she wouldn't have any of them left in the forest.

Shaking her head a little, Inko took a look once again. Some of them seemed fine, while others almost looked a little too dry and would mostly only be good as tea leaves. Hm, wait that may help her. Fluids would be what he would need to help get the fever down, and of course to help him recover faster. Hm, which to choose though? It was going to be a challenge that was for sure.

Sometimes she wished that she had her friend with her. He knew pretty much everything about the fae but sadly he was still traveling with his guard. Where they were though, Inko didn't know and hoped that they were okay.

Sighing softly, she picked up one of the herbs that resided on the table and tilted her head to the side in confusion. Turning it over by the stem as she inspected it. It looked okay, though she just hoped that this would be strong enough. Though, she would have to get a new kettle it seemed if she was going to be able to do this properly and help that poor man.

"Ah, Inko what brings you by today?" asked a man, causing her to look up in confusion.

The man for the most part was nice, but she didn't really trust his judge of character very much. Just like everyone else in the village, they didn't like the fae. Inko had to keep herself calm but also not to show signs that she had a fae in her home.

"Just tending to a patient. He's rather ill, and I'm hoping to get a new tea pot as well as some herbs." Inko said with a smile on her face. God she hoped that he wouldn't ask too many questions. Yes, she didn't mind being friendly with the villagers, but they still angered her when it came to who she tended too. Honestly, it shouldn't matter and yet to them it did. It mattered to them who she tended too and it angered her more and more.

"Hope he isn't fae. They do not belong here Inko." Oh how she wished that she could punch him but sadly, she didn't have that kind of strength to cause any kind of damage to anyone.

"He is simply a man that needed help." Which wasn't a lie, he was a man, and he needed help. Didn't have to say that he was or wasn't a fae.

The man nodded and chuckled before he started to check everything out. Mumbling about how the fae are terrible creatures, how they have all that power yet they don't use it and how they are disgusting creatures. Inko though didn't say anything about it. Yes, she's tended to fae, and didn't understand their language at all, but it still bothered her when people insulted them for no reason.

It disgusted her, yet, she was scared to speak up. Honestly, she was scared of what they would do to her. The only time she felt like she could keep herself safe of any kind, was when her friends were around. They could keep her safe, and it made her happy. As well as their company.

"So, what kind of kettle would you want?" asked the man as he tilted head a little at the woman, rather curious as to what kind of kettle that she would want.

"Something that would be best for brewing tea with the tea leaves." Inko said, hoping to hurry up and make a mad dash to get to her home before he woke up. Not sure what would happen should he wake up and she wasn't home. What if he tried to take off? He could die before she could treat him properly, unless the wolf kept him to his bed. There was a good chance of that happening.

"Okay, then I have the right one for you." He said with a chuckle before lifting up a simple kettle. But it seemed to come with some kind of ladle that would allow you to dip the herbs in the tea to make the hot water seep the natural taste from the leaves.

That would work, though she just hoped that she could get her guest to wake up long enough to even drink the tea in the first place.

"So, who is sick in your home anyway? Is he a villager?" asked the man, god why did he have to be so nosey?

"He isn't any of your business. Anyone who is ill and stays at my hut I do not have to share with anyone. Now, just leave it at that please." Inko said before giving the man some coins before she packed up the kettle and herbs into her basket and started to make her way back to her home. God, of all the things that she had to deal with it had to be with racist and nosey people?

As she made her way back home, Inko took one last look behind her as she hoped and prayed that the villagers didn't try to follow her back. She knew that they were nosey, but not to that extent right? 'Maybe I'm just over thinking this…' Inko thought to herself before shaking her head as she let out a soft sigh.

Looking on ahead at the young woman made her journey back toward her home. Though she tried to stay positive, though it was hard to stay positive.

Really, sometimes she wondered why she stayed near those racist jerks. Really she just wanted to move away but she wasn't sure there was anywhere she could go. Letting out a soft sigh, the young woman figured that maybe once the fae had recovered, she could see if her friends would travel with her in order to find a better place to live.

Though maybe that was just wishful thinking on her part.

Turning her gaze ahead, she sighed in relief when she saw her home finally within distance. Must have been rather distracted for her not to have noticed that she had arrived to her home already.

Making her way inside, Inko hummed softly as she started to light the small fire in the hearth. Smiling, the young woman filled the kettle with water before letting it boil. Turning her attention, the young woman stared as she saw that her guest was still sound asleep. Turning her gaze to the wolf, the young woman frowned. The wolf was still snuggled up against the fae, and it had her curious as to what the wolf had to go through while the fae was sound asleep.

Had he woken up at all today? At least since she had left, had he woken up and spoken, trying to get someone's attention or tried to get up on his own? Inko wasn't sure, though she just hoped that he hadn't tried anything.

After all, he was in no shape to be moving around.

Carefully, the young woman made her way over toward the man and tilted her head at him. Kneeling before the man as she reached out and placed a hand on his forehead. His fever was still there, though the cold cloth had helped to lower it for the most part.

Giving a small smile, she carefully grabbed the cloth from his forehead, the man let out a soft groan, turning his head to the side as he let out a soft sigh. It seemed that his fever was giving him some kind of fever dream. He had a small smile on his face. He mumbled something under his breath that she had trouble hearing.

Leaning in closer, Inko could faintly hear his words. "Tys, Ai pyl's shalae aer syri shaesor." It made her wonder what it was he was saying. Though if anything, well, he could be reliving some kind of memory. Though, he even giggled a little as he added "Syri shaesor eisi shoraes! Si'vi byr vol or, par mar mai!" He giggled a little more, turning his head, he even lifted his hand and giggled into his hand with a big smile being seen from under his palm. "Mi! Par mar si shaesael's vaedia or! O myr mos sai celol tys."

Inko couldn't help but sigh a little. It was going to get rather annoying that she couldn't understand a thing that he said. It made her so curious as to what it was that he was saying.

Though, for now she couldn't really do anything about that. It wasn't that she had any way to get a translator for her. For now though, there wasn't much else that she could do to stop this. To get herself to understand as there was no magical spell that would allow such a thing to happen.

Pushing herself up, the young woman made her way over to the kettle and smiled as she saw that it was starting to boil. Grabbing the kettle's handle, she set it down and made her way over to her basket as she pulled out the herbs and carefully ground them up enough so they would seep into the tea, and she can just toss the residue out.

Humming a tune softly under her breath, the young woman watched as the water started to change in colour as the leaves seeped through the water. Though, maybe while she waited for it to settle, the young woman got up and went toward her shelves as quickly as she could. She could almost feel the wolf's gaze on her as she started to look through the scroll on fae.

Sadly, that didn't take long, as there was nothing there for her.

Groaning, the young woman shook her head as she tried to look again. Maybe she was missing something, there had to be something that she was missing here. Maybe she had just skimmed it over without even knowing. That was a good possibility though, at the same time she just couldn't be sure if that was the case.

Maybe she didn't even have anything on the fae when it came to healing them?

Sighing softly, the young woman sank down to her knees and whined. Of all the things that she didn't have, it was any kind of information on a fae like him? It was as if he was a new type of fae that had yet to be seen. Turning her gaze over to him, the young woman saw that he was resting calmly once again. It seems that he had started to relax a little, or the fever dream had faded for the time being.

"Why can't I find anything?" Inko said with a sigh.

A bark reached her ears, causing her to look over and she blinked her eyes in confusion. The wolf was staring at her with a wag of his tail and barked once again. Was he trying to tell her something? The white animal walked over toward her and carefully bit at her sleeve of her shirt before tugging her toward the kettle once again.

What was this wolf trying to tell her?

Slowly, the young woman followed the wolf to the kettle and he nudged the cup toward the kettle. Inko just stared at the wolf in confusion, was he telling her to pour the cup without a proper measurement? "Okay?" The young woman sat near the kettle and poured into the cup. Though the wolf soon bit her sleeve once again, pulling the kettle away from the cup. Was that his way of telling her to stop pouring?

Setting the kettle aside, Inko picked up the cup of tea and made her way over to the sleeping fae. Carefully, setting the cup aside and helped the young man to sit up a bit. His eyes opened a little as he looked up at Inko, his vision still a little unfocused it seemed as he looked over at her. "Sh-Shar? C..?"

"Can you drink this for me? It'll help make you feel better." Inko said as she shifted her hold on the man. His head resting against her shoulder as he weakly looked up at her. Inko used her free hand to hold the cup of tea to his lips, his blue eyes looked down at the mug for a moment only to look back up at her.

"Pai o... shal ti sai pol sor? Ojae, Ai'jh pol air." He said, only to give a big smile that made Inko's heart flutter within her chest as she stared at him. The fae gave her a smile that seemed so bright that it was nearly blinding. "Thys ei shaerorer eilaer jhoji o." He added, though just like everything else, Inko had no idea what it was that he was saying and that was what confused her more than anything.

Inko saw him opening his lips a big, his gaze on the mug as he tried to sip at the tea. Inko blinked and knew what it was that he wanted. He trusted her to drink the tea. Smiling gently at him, the young woman helped tilt the mug to allow the contents down his throat. "You'll need to sleep to help you through this. Just rest okay?" Inko whispered softly before she laid him back down. Grabbing the cloth once again, the young woman set it atop of his forehead.

It was strange, that this fae had so much trust within her. Normally fae had trouble trusting people, but him… he didn't seem to have any trouble. In a way, it made her feel bad, thinking that the fever was having an effect on him and blinding him to his judgement.

Tilting her head a little, the young woman just felt like there was something more that he hid from her. Such as the kind of fae he was, and how he ended up in the river. It had her curious, so many questions swirled within her head, yet at the same time it made her wonder if she even deserved to know the truth.

Letting out a soft sigh, the young woman figured that she could have a nap. A nap would do her a world of good right now. Yawning softly, she laid down a little bit aways from the fae as she watched him sleep. He looked a little peaceful already, it made her smile a little at the thought of that.

Yawning softly, the young woman drifted off to sleep. Feeling a little more at comfort and at ease as she dozed off. Just a short nap was all she needed.


translations of Fae Language

You're so beautiful...

Am I dead? Am I dying? I can't... feel anything... Am I meant to die... because I'm so tainted? Why must I suffer...?

Mom, I don't wanna eat those berries

Those berries are bitter! They're not right yet, dad said so!

See! Dad said they weren't ready yet! You should stick to hunting mom.

Wh-What? Hm..?

Do you... want me to drink this? Okay, I'll drink it.

For a beautiful angel like you.