Marie was careful as she began to clean the wound, tutting to herself as she did so. She was used to tending the wounds of the pack, but it did not mean she was happy about it. It wasn't that she didn't care, she just hated seeing people hurt. She had a soft heart like that. As soon as the wound was cleaned, she put the rag into the water and turned her focus on the herbal mixture. She picked it up and began to spread some of the mixtures over the wound, making sure to cover the entirety of it and some of the surrounding area to ensure there would be no infection.<br/><br/>Once that was done as well, she turned to exchange the bowl for the bandages and began to wrap them. She had noticed Belle wince while cleaning, but that was to be expected. Once Belle was completely looked after, she beamed at the younger female. "All done. Now let's get you dressed."<br/><br/>Darius was quiet as Marie worked on Belle, but he was definitely listening. Edward. That was the name of the father of his intended. Was it a coincidence or was she actually the lost wolf? She hadn't been too much younger than him. If she was indeed the wolf that had been lost to them, it would certainly explain why she felt so familiar. He hadn't been friends with his intended, but he knew her. Belle's scent was similar to what he remembered of the lost girl.<br/><br/>Still, he said nothing and kept this information to himself. It almost seemed like he had fallen asleep with how still he was, except for his steady breathing. Marie completely ignored him and focused on helping Belle into the clothes he had brought for her.