Wakey Wakey Eggs and Bakey!

Cas' eyes shone impishly as she trotted into the fruit-laden orchard that morning. Early, EARLY morning, the sun not even peeking over the horizon and stars still visible in the waxing light. She was a high ranking wolf in the pack though not specifically in charge of healers, and wasn't it her job to make sure things were getting done on a reasonable time? Healers hadn't met for training in far, far too long. Though not by chosen profession a healer, she had knowledge of healing and had a fairly good idea that, given the propensity of Imperium wolves to pick fights, the pack's actual healers needed to get out of their dens and actually do something. When was the last time Revenge had even showed his muzzle around the pack lands if he wasn't specifically answering Valen's summons for a meeting? And they had new healers now too, with Renhett joining and Evangeline becoming a student. It was long past time for them all to gather and practice their trade, and she had just the idea to do it. Finding the same little clearing Valentine had called his last meeting in, the black-coated female lifted her muzzle in a demand for all the pack's healers and healers-in-training to join her, then she settled back to wait, her ears quivering in anticipation.


Deadline: Imperium healers have until SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 13TH to reply. Anyone who isn't a healer is welcome to come as well if they're interested.