It's About Thyme! [Healing Lesson]

Exodus was not a lazy boy, but he sure did like some good shut-eye. He'd been awake when the sun was just over the horizon, and he'd made a trip to the edge of the border, looking out to unfamiliar lands before heading back into Celestial's territory and seeking out a stream to quench his thirst. And that was all he did before he made his way back to his den for a mid-morning nap. He would enjoy the rest of the day once he'd had a little more rest. He was woken when he heard a howl calling out to the pack, beckoning the wolves for a lesson in healing. He blinked his multi-coloured eyes and stretched out his legs as he rolled onto his belly, his dark tail waving into the air. With a yawn, he rose to his paws. He wasn't a healer, had never been interested in going down that road, but he figured a lesson would be a good way to spend his day.

He exited his den and left it behind, paws lightly thudding against the ground as they carried him to Solveiga's chosen location. When he arrived, he saw a handful of wolves gathered, faces that were becoming more familiar to him now. He dipped his head to Solveiga, before turning to acknowledge the other two, smiling to Dómari and then moving closer to Acapella. He smiled at her, tail waving - he remembered the way she had led the hunt last time he'd seen her, and he was glad he'd been a part of that hunting party. He seated himself beside the woman, since he didn't really know Dómari and no one else had arrived yet.