The Art of Healing
03-08-2013, 04:00 PM
Quote:The morning found Mercianne in high spirits, and as she trailed along the path through the woods that was slowly becoming familiar she found herself smiling for no particular reason. It was not a bright, bubbly smile, nor was it vibrant in any way. It was quiet, calm, and kind, a gentle curve to her lips that spoke of a happy, contented heart within. She walked with a soft tread, her fluffy tail relaxed against her legs and swaying with her every step. Even her head was not lowered or held in an outright submissive posture, but remained level with her shoulders, only lowering when a particularly interesting scent drew her attention to the forest floor. The warmer weathers of spring were starting to make their appearance, but despite their best efforts snow still covered the ground, creating a definitive trail in her wake as she meandered along the path. Other steps of footprints joined hers here of previous wolves walking the same trail, but they were presently gone, having made the trip well ahead of the timid wolf.
Which was, for the time being, completely fine with Merci. Accustomed to being left to her own devices, and after recently gaining a new acquaintance and possibly - and hopefully - a new friend, she welcomed the quiet and stillness of isolation, finding in it a peace that could not be found with company or had in the presence of another. It was soothing to her gentle soul, and she was grateful to once again enjoy it.
Her brown eyes scanned the forests around her curiously with the intent of spotting some small game to prey on. She was not quite hungry yet, but she knew her body well enough to know when she ought to hunt in preparation for a future hungry spell, which she could feel on the way. But still with plenty of time before that hunger became a noisy ache, there was no rush to her gait, no hurry to her step, and no apparent determination about her cause. Instead, she took in the scenery, making note of where, once spring fully crept into place, lovely flowers might bloom, where small critters might move their dens, and where she might like to visit at a later date.
As she moved, she found herself becoming increasingly interested in the vegetation around her and slowed her step to get a better view of them as she traveled along, becoming distracted from her original intent. Shrubs and stalks and creeping greens seemed to grow heavily through this part of the forest, surprising within the cold but perhaps hardier than the rest. Where they simply normal plants, or was there any significance to them? She had seen on one occasion another wolf peering at the plant life with rapt attention, even pulling some of the weedy looking foliage and taking it with them when they retreated. She had often wondered what might have been the cause for it, what the importance of them could have been, but now that she gave it a little more thought she almost felt she had an answer. Healing. Only in the eyes of a healer would a plant have a different meaning than something that the prey fed on. But what were those meanings?
Steps stopping without her fully being aware of it, the timid wolf paused amid the forest and stared to her left, regarding the plants with a curious, wondering stare.
-- mercianne
03-09-2013, 12:32 PM
Asheni was a gentle dame. A creature of kindness and love, even in her most darkest of hours, she wished for no harm to befall even the most cruel of her enemies. Even Banshee, the monstrosity that had left her mangled and nearing deaths door she did not wish death upon. Her heart was simple too pure, too kind for her own good, it had been her downfall numerous times, but she was who she was, she put her faith blindly in people, and would heal anyone who was injured, no matter how vile, and no matter how badly they might hurt her once they healed. She wasn't shy and she wasn't afraid to speak up if need be, but she tried to remain reserved, and she was getting better at masking her emotions, a skill she had been forced to learn... but those thoughts were not for today, today she was stocking her herbs and plants and she was seeking a peculiar few. Horsetail, for starters, because of its silica content. Silica created collagen and collagen allowed tissues to heal faster, thus alleviating frostbite... a common ailment in Glaciem.
She had found her herb with a triumphant smile and pulled it free from its roots with her teeth, she was on her way back to her larger than necessary den. Of course, when those got wounded, her den was the place they came to rest. Her den needed to be large, she was Glaciem's lead medic. With a soft sigh she navigated the forest when an unfamiliar scent caught her nose. They were from Glaciem, they smelled heavily of her home, but the wolf itself was not someone she had met and it was high time Asheni got to meet some of the newer pack members. With a smile she navigated forward, following the scent until she chanced upon the dame. She was small, about the same size as she, but her coat displayed a beautiful pattern and Asheni smiled, her tail flickering laxadaisaclly behind her. She dropped the plant gently and dipped her head, a respectable hello.
"Hello! My names Asheni! I don't believe we've met before! I'm one of the medics! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Asheni had a soft and gentle voice, although excitement bubbled beneath her breath at the prospect of meeting a new friend. She never liked to refer to herself as the Lead Medic, It had been announced once and that was all she required. It intimidated some and Asheni liked to be approachable, to be the one creature that would never judge a soul, no matter how badly tarnished. She had taught and exchanged information with many healers, in her opinion it was how one gained knowledge and increased their own skill set. That pretty wolf in Valhalla... Erani! That conversation had been vastly helpful to both parties! Oh! She really should go and speak with the woman!
She had found her herb with a triumphant smile and pulled it free from its roots with her teeth, she was on her way back to her larger than necessary den. Of course, when those got wounded, her den was the place they came to rest. Her den needed to be large, she was Glaciem's lead medic. With a soft sigh she navigated the forest when an unfamiliar scent caught her nose. They were from Glaciem, they smelled heavily of her home, but the wolf itself was not someone she had met and it was high time Asheni got to meet some of the newer pack members. With a smile she navigated forward, following the scent until she chanced upon the dame. She was small, about the same size as she, but her coat displayed a beautiful pattern and Asheni smiled, her tail flickering laxadaisaclly behind her. She dropped the plant gently and dipped her head, a respectable hello.
"Hello! My names Asheni! I don't believe we've met before! I'm one of the medics! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Asheni had a soft and gentle voice, although excitement bubbled beneath her breath at the prospect of meeting a new friend. She never liked to refer to herself as the Lead Medic, It had been announced once and that was all she required. It intimidated some and Asheni liked to be approachable, to be the one creature that would never judge a soul, no matter how badly tarnished. She had taught and exchanged information with many healers, in her opinion it was how one gained knowledge and increased their own skill set. That pretty wolf in Valhalla... Erani! That conversation had been vastly helpful to both parties! Oh! She really should go and speak with the woman!
03-18-2013, 06:52 PM
Quote:Curiosity captured, the creamy white wolf inclined her head a little closer to the plants which her dark brown eyes were fixed upon, her dark nose quivering as she scented at the greens and attempted to observe anything peculiar or exciting about them. They seemed to smell just as all the others did, or perhaps the smell of the forest as a whole was simply too overpowering for her to identify any key aspects to this one to set it apart. Feeling a little twinge of disappointment, as if she had been hoping to detect something worthwhile about this little sprig, Mercianne withdrew her head and allowed a quiet, breathy sigh to slip from the end of her muzzle.
Steps sounded softly and hurriedly near her through the forest, announcing the approach of a fellow Glaciem wolf well before they came within sight. Glancing in their direction, Merci could just see the black and white wolf as she marched purposefully along, her path bringing her closer to where the white wolf stood, and all the while carrying a plant held firmly yet gently within her jaws. Immediately Mercianne felt a stirring of intrigue at the sight of the wolf, already having associated the plants with the pack's healers, and as the other came forward and dropped what she carried at her own feet where she had stopped before the timid white wolf, acknowledging her with a bow of her head, Merci hastily mimicked the gesture as a quietly eager and sincere smile stole across her face.
The wolf introduced herself as Asheni, claiming to be one of the Glaciem's healers, and seemed overall quite happy and excited to make a new acquaintance wtihin the pack. Bolstered by the wolf's friendly and encouraging introduction, Mercianne's fluffy tail wagged a greeting as she regarded the blue-eyed wolf. "I'm Mercianne," she answered in her customary gentle voice, a certain spark of her own excitement of finally meeting of the pack's healers visible within the depths of her eyes. Timid and shy as she tended to be, it was impossible for her to hide her eagerness and enthusiasm. She paused only a moment longer before the words tumbled from her muzzle, her hope lending her much needed courage to speak, "You're a healer?"
-- mercianne
03-19-2013, 12:50 AM