Training
06-20-2013, 09:14 PM
Becoming a Healer had never been the biggest thing that attracted Tiberious, but as the pup had grown older, and begun to understand a little bit more about the . . . ah, circumstances of the beginning of his life, he had realized that he would never be able to fight like his siblings would. Oh, he could wrestle and spar, but to honestly attempt to hurt another wolf? No, Tiberious could never see himself doing that. He had caused enough pain in his short life already. Now he just wanted to learn how to lessen the pain that other wolves had endured. He had never been able to put a name to that wish before, but with the arrival of Soleil and her interest in training wolves to become Healers, Tiberious had realized that that was what he wanted. Like his 'cousin' Orica, Tiberious wanted to be a Healer. He wanted to put wolves back together again rather than tear them up like Galileo. There wasn't a violent bone in his body, and now that he realized that, he knew that the life of a Warrior would never be for him. Even a Hunter might be a bit of a stretch. Instead, Tiberious wanted nothing more than to heal, to take care of wolves. The white pup was one of the first arrivals, padding up to Soleil quietly. She was pretty, he thought with a slight tilt of his head, cobalt blue eyes blinking slowly. "Hi there!" He spoke brightly, little tail wagging enthusiastically, "Mah name's Tiberious! But you can call me Tiber!" He prattled on enthusiastically, voice still high and distinctly puplike, though he was beginning to grasp words properly, and no longer stumbled across them like he had before. "What are these?" His gaze had finally settled on the herbs, and Tiberious sniffed at them cautiously from a short distance away, though he kept his curious gaze focused on the white wolf who had arranged them. Would she be the teacher? Was she going to be the one who helped him heal other wolves? He hoped so. He really did. Speech |