Shake the waves[Healer Training]

The call reached Kassander in his den, where he was carefully organizing his stores with the healing herbs on one side and the things he used to craft on the other. Though he himself would not be very likely to mix them up considering how long he had been practicing his trade, the same could not necessarily be said of someone else coming in. The last thing he needed in this harsh land was herb stores ruined from a liming solution being spilled on them.

He hesitated over the call, recognizing it as a meeting but also recognizing the lack of command and urgency in the summons. He didn't have to go... but still, as a healer it should be his duty to make it to all healer training sessions whether they were required of him or not. Even if he knew what was being taught by heart, he should still go and make himself helpful to whomever was running the session.

Carefully nudging the container of quicklime into the back corner, Kassander hurried toward the summons. Well, hurried being relative. It wasn't urgent so he took the unfamiliar mountain trail carefully so as to not risk a fall, but even so he arrived to find only two wolves gathered. "Hello," he offered shyly, gaze sliding between both younger wolves to include both in his greeting, though he knew by the masculine nature of the voice that it had not been the young female who'd called the meeting. "I'm Kassander Xanilov. I didn't know if I was supposed to bring anything..." he trailed off uncertainly.