"Hold up," Kyton responded, pausing between two trees and scanning the ground quickly with alert yellow eyes. The shapeshifter's gaze didn't so much sweep the forest floor as it locked onto plant after plant, only spending a second or two on each one before he nodded at Jack, then made a somewhat awkward gesture with his head towards a pale green moss that wound its way around a tree branch like a tightly coiled vine. Or a snake... "Handful of the moss, that's the main thing," Kyton explained before continuing on. He took a moment to reexamine Starr's neck, gauging the injury, then looking back at Jack and the moss. "... Yeah, a handful should do..." He trailed off and navigated his way through the trees, stepping carefully over surfaced roots so as to not trip and drop Starr. Though this deep in the forest the light only shone sporadically through the canopy of fiery reds and yellows, the shapeshifter's eyes picked out various plants with relative ease and inhuman clarity, but he did not indicate any more plants to the lycan behind him. "The moss is the main healing agent," He commented, half to Jack and Starr but half to himself. "Doesn't mean it'll soothe the damaged nerves. I'm not... entirely sure if there's anything useful as a painkiller around here, but I'll look. How much farther is Jude's house?" This time the question actually was directed fully at Jack, the Shapeshifter looking back over his shoulder at the Lycan.