I Think I Need Help

It didn't take him long to get up and fallow along, catching up to casually walk beside her, his eyes and ears taking in their surroundings while paying full attention to her. She felt the same as him, yet she was thriving within a pack which made him wonder why. Was her pack not social or was she just more to herself? She had seemed a little quiet with him so far, but not to the extent that would lead him to believe she wasn't social. He glanced over to her curious, but unsure if asking a question like this was considered to personal for someone he had just met.

"If you don't mind me asking..... How come?" he said.

If she didn't want to answer she certainly didn't have to and he wouldn't press her for an answer. Some things may not be meant for him to find out which was okay with him, he was still a stranger to her. She spoke of the recent birth in her pack and using up her Trillium, he nodded showing he was listening.

"Trillium is hard to come by. One thing my mother would always say when talking about her herbs. It's a same that something so useful can be so hard to find." he stated. "I was lucky to find a few in the territory I'm living in."

It seemed that maybe this women may be a wolf Aranea had more then just one interaction with. It also told him that she was a healer, a practicing one. It reminded him of his mother in a way, anytime he came across a healer thoughts of his mother would surface.

"So your a practicing healer then?" He wanted to reassure that his thinking was correct.


"Talk." & 'Think.'