Avoid the Poison Ivy - Abaven Healing Training

There were already a few wolves in attendance when Shaye arrived. She had been running the border of the pack, scenting the combined, entwined markings of Rhyme and herself along their length. It was clear Rhyme had already put his foot forward in his new duties, and she grinned at every reminder that she had him by her side. The scent of wolves was getting stronger within Abaven, and she knew that she was getting somewhere. It was slow progress, every step something she had to work for, but she would see Abaven thriving and active if it was the last thing she did.

She sat beside Spider, nodding at Solor who sat on the timid wolf’s other side, but his eyes where only for the healer before them. Shaye smirked at that, having great fun in teasing her beloved sister in her newfound relationship.

She gave Rhyme a pleased nod, seeing how he had already arrived. She was claiming these training lessons where mandatory, but would accept it so long as a wolf arrived to at least one of them. Still, it was good to see Rhyme arriving to the healer one as well as hosting the fighting lesson. She would attend all lessons herself, setting an example to the wolves within her pack.

She leaned a little towards Spider, though she still gave him plenty of space. “This is the garden Vail made, but it would be good to see a few more cropping up around Abaven. If you decide to make one yourself, let me know, and i’ll give you a hand.” she murmured quietly to him.