Our future generation
03-11-2016, 03:13 AM
As his elder brother did the introductions - introducing the boy to him and him to the boy, he noticed how he called the pup 'son'. He had been expecting just Mortar, though it was pleasing to hear that his brother was including the orphan in the family. That meant he would have to call him 'nephew', and though they weren't related, he had always wanted a nephew, especially after his brothers' litters of only girls. A nephew that shared a strong interest in healing was almost too good to be true. Yes, he could see himself mentoring this child.
His bronze eyes flickered and rested on the boy as his turn to speak came. He appeared evidently eager - a splitting smile across his features and tail madly thumping the ground. The healer could barely contain his own excitement at the sight. How wonderful! A keen apprentice was an apprentice he wanted. "Whenever you like," he answered the pup's enthusiastic query with a beaming smile, sending a sideward glance to his brother. He hoped if the older man had anything to add to their training he would speak up, though if not, the healer was more than willing to whisk the boy off on a magnificent adventure through healing.
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