There was a pause as the water elder thought about this. Jerrar was becoming worried that she would not help them, but she soon loosened up, putting on a smile and turned to face the two of them.<span style="color: #008080">"Very well."</span>Her voice was soft and smooth now.<span style="color: #008080">"If you were looking for riches, or eternal health, you would have left by now. But as I see you are not here for that I will help you."</span><br/><br/>Jerrar could not help but let out a sigh. Seeing as the harsh tone was only to scare away those who come for selfish reasons, he felt more comfortable.<br/><br/><span style="color: #008080">"Let me have a look at that wing of yours."</span>She said to Jerrar, who moved towards the water elder slowly wading through the water. Being half-fire dragon, he wasn't very fond of water and would normally keep his distance, but he didn't seem to mind this. The ropes came loose in the water and slipped off, floating towards the shore immediately. Jerrar's wing fell limp into the water, the skin between the fingers was pale and stiff. Jerrar turned sideways so that the water elder could have a closer look. She touched it gently and looked it over.<span style="color: #008080">"Oh dear. Frostbite, then smashed. I see you did go to the wind elder. He's rather nice, but has horrible house-keeping skills. A lazy one if you ask me."</span>Jerrar looked at her with wide eyes and she smiled.<span style="color: #008080">"Luckily you came to me. Anyone else would have considered this wing dead and had it amputated right away." </span><br/><br/><span style="color: #008080">"How did you get here? With only one wing."</span>She asked as she began to gently stroke Jerrar's wing with her paws, a layer of water following them close behind. The bones in his wing were lined up slowly and the color in the membrane slowly began to return.