The Art of Healing

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mercianne

Walk | Talk | Think

Almost like the same switch that had gone off and made Asheni's jovial spirit momentarily dim, her smile and friendly excitement returned in full force. Around her smiles the Lead Healer agreed to train her, and relief flooded over Merci like a wave. Tail wagging, the fluffy white wolf's ears perked forward as her brown eyes brightened, smiling much more openly now that her boldness had paid off. It was done! With practice and patience and teaching, she was to be a healer. I can't believe it! As much as she had dreamed of it, as much as she had willed it to be so, there had always been a seed of doubt lurking in her mind, worrying her and creating an unpleasant fear. But she had overcome it to ask, and her efforts had been rewarded. "Oh, thank you," she answered almost breathlessly, a little airy chuckle following her words.

Feeling exuberant, strangely confident, and insatiably curious, the little wolf took a moment to collect herself. So many more questions burbled up now, so many that she could have drowned in them, but once more she had to sift through them for the one that was of the most importance, the one that needed to be given a voice in order for them to continue on with her training. Training! I'm going to learn about the plants! Trying not to get ahead of her thoughts, still smiling, Mercianne voiced another question, her tone eager through its natural quietness. "When will we begin?" she questioned, unsure just how busy the wolf was and when their lessons could begin. No doubt there was much on Asheni's plate, as her earlier description had hinted, but sometime, maybe even soon, Merci hoped to slowly become acquainted to the teachings and trials of being a healer.