we carry on

The crimson man leaned forward and, with the most delicate of movements, began harvesting the plant they had found together. She watched, a bit entranced at the way such a large and powerful man could be at the same time so careful and precise. Then he finished, a neat little pile of the meadowsweet successfully collected, and he smiled at her again as he talked of this woman in his pack. Kavdaya. She sounded like she was quite the expert healer, and a wonderful teacher as well. All Solveiga wanted right now was to be taught. She really wanted to meet Kavdaya. Her blue eyes widened a bit as Regulus told her all of the things Kavdaya could teach her, about meadowsweet alone. Then he laid down his satchel of sorts and her eyes widened further at the sight of all the herbs inside. So much to learn. So much she wanted to learn.

Solveiga wagged her tail lightly at the excitement of it all and looked up into the sapphire eyes of the male before her, thinking about what he might mean by the question. No, she did not have anywhere to go. If she told him that, what then? He was already talking of the things Solveiga could be taught by the healer of his pack, did that mean that he perhaps wanted her to join? The idea made her heart race. She might finally have a home, if all went well here. "Well," she began softly, a shy smile on her lips. "No. I don't have anywhere to go." And now, she licked her lips a bit out of nervousness and waited for Regulus to respond.