It's Time

The young healer's call was unusual; she did not believe that Warja had called for her since the day she'd joined Yfir. So when Katja heard her call, she did not waste time dithering over what could be the matter - there was no urgency so it was likely a personal matter anyway - but instead simply moved to answer. Warja had joined with someone... a boy, that had often seemed overprotective of her in a way that might have spoken of them being mates were it not for Warja's actions towards him. He had disappeared while the pack was gone raiding, as she recalled... she wondered now if it had come to Warja as a personal betrayal as much as it was a betrayal of the pack who had taken him in. To abandon your post in a time of war was an unthinkable betrayal, though indeed it seemed wolves here often got it into their heads to abandon their packs' without so much as a by-your-leave.

Stopping before Warja, the alpha tilted her head to the healer. "What is it you needed, Warja?" she asked, direct and to the point, though not harshly.