It's About Thyme! [Healing Lesson]

Dómari was stretched out half way in his den and halfway out, enjoying an afternoon nap. There wasn't much he could do in the herb department until spring got going a bit more and he hadn't really been in the mood to track down any sparring partners. His right ear twitched at the tickle of a faint breeze and he sighed in contentment. Well, until his thoughts drifted to his sisters. He was settling well into Celestial and had been overjoyed when his brother came to visit but he found himself missing the rest of his family, even Demyan, and he couldn't help but want to let them know where he was. Would they still be in the Orchard or had they wandered from there already? Perhaps he could take a little trip later and see but for now he would rest.

The young man was about to go back to sleep when a howl rang out and his head shot up. Healing training? Had he heard that right? Dómari scrambled out of his den like a shot and ran to the meeting place where an older, pale-coated woman waited. He smiled and dipped his head in greeting. "Hey there! I'm Dómari Xanilov. A new paladin of Celestial. What's your name?"