Avoid the Poison Ivy - Abaven Healing Training
Shaye had asked her a few days ago, after deciding she wasn't quite the right fit for co-alpha, that she would take over healer duties. The previous healer was no longer with them and Vail was much more comfortable taking up that mantle. That didn't mean she wasn't still nervous. They'd lived with a hermit for years and she was far from a proficient public speaker, but she felt like she was experienced enough to lead Abaven in healing techniques.
After nuzzling Solor, not sure if he wished to attend, she would slip out of the den and into the new morning. Notch was quick to take his place on her shoulders as she was learning the twisting paths of the parklands quickly. She carried him to the clearing where she and Solor had placed the beginnings of their garden. A few plants were already planted and slowly recovering from transplant and some of her seeds were beginning to appear above the ground. She had meticulously cleared the area of weeds, and now only plants she wished to grow would be here.
With another deep breath Vail steeled herself for the meeting to come. She wasn't even sure how many might be interested in her simple lesson but she would try anyway. When she felt ready the rose she wolf tilted her head back and called for those who wished to learn.
Spider hadn’t quite settled into Abaven, and true to his nature, hadn’t gone out of his way to meet anyone or to get to know his fellow packmates. He had never quite liked the idea of joining a pack, and had always been far more comfortable in small groups or just following someone who was stronger than himself, not that it was particularly hard to accomplish that. He watched the horizon as he listened to a howl, summoning any healers that might be willing, and Spider felt a sense of dread creep up his spine. He had always loved healing, and it was just about the only thing he could claim to have any success in, but what would his supposed packmates think when they saw him? The stuttering, cowardly Spider who could barely find the will to leave his den most days.
For a moment he wavered on returning to his den and simply ignoring the call, but the dark woman with the sapphire eyes had been so kind to him, it made his heart clench just to think that he would disappoint her by refusing to do the one thing he had offered her in exchange for the comfort and unity of a pack.
“You’ll just fuck it up as usual.” Toad snarled in his mind, forcing him to close his eyes against his phantom brother’s assault. No. He determined for himself, he would not betray Shaye, and that was final.
With a stiff breath Spider set out to meet the strange woman who had called for him, and was momentarily startled to find that he was the first to arrive. "G-g-g-greetings." He all but whispered to the woman, keeping his head lowered as he took a seat in front of her and eyed the owl warily.
Spider speaking You Speaking Toad's voice |
He made his way to where Vail sat patiently waiting, with only one to appear before he did. Spider, he assumed, with how much he coward before the most unassuming of wolves the pack held. Shaye had mentioned him and his quirk briefly, and while she was allowed to coddle him all she wanted Rhyme would not. Of course he wasn't about to try and undo any of the work Shaye had put into him either so he did what he thought was best and ignored him.
Other than his mother Rhyme was not an incredibly affectionate wolf, so he refrained from any nuzzling as he sat down next to his pale pink cousin. "Vail, I'm sure you have an interesting lesson planned today? I don't suppose I'll see you at fight training?" he asked with amusement in his eye despite the fact she probably wouldn't see it he had no doubt she would hear it.
He had wanted to be the first to arrive, to sit on the sidelines and cheer her on. Of course, she would also realise he knew a little more about herbs then he let on. She would know that regardless, considering he hadn’t been totally useless at helping her plant them.
He had just enjoyed hearing the passion in her tones, her voice raising as she spoke in delight of the herbs around them. This was something she was good at, something she could do better than that bossy Alpha-Sister of hers, and Solor just wanted to hear her talk.
He wasn’t the first to arrive. A meek wolf cringed with a lowered head in front of Vail. now, that was a surprising sight. What wolf would flinch away from the sweet little healer who sat 5” shorter than them, blind, and excluding nothing but sweetness. Solor shook his head in curiosity, and took a seat before Vail. He was in time to hear the words of the dark wolf who already sat beside his girl. He glanced at him, seeing the pattern of a Destruction wolf in the markings beneath his eyes. “You mean you didn’t plan your fight training before the healer one, so we would have some wolves to practice on?” he joked
She sat beside Spider, nodding at Solor who sat on the timid wolf’s other side, but his eyes where only for the healer before them. Shaye smirked at that, having great fun in teasing her beloved sister in her newfound relationship.
She gave Rhyme a pleased nod, seeing how he had already arrived. She was claiming these training lessons where mandatory, but would accept it so long as a wolf arrived to at least one of them. Still, it was good to see Rhyme arriving to the healer one as well as hosting the fighting lesson. She would attend all lessons herself, setting an example to the wolves within her pack.
She leaned a little towards Spider, though she still gave him plenty of space. “This is the garden Vail made, but it would be good to see a few more cropping up around Abaven. If you decide to make one yourself, let me know, and i’ll give you a hand.” she murmured quietly to him.
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