Snow Lessons

Arpeggio was somewhat surprised to hear a call go out for healer training. Spring and summer seemed a much more likely time to train healers, since nearly all the plants they'd be learning would be growing then and more easily identifiable for future gathering. Maybe they would get to learn some of the winter-growing plants, or making the dried plants they'd already learned into salves and infusions? Intensely curious but also intensely uncomfortable with the tension in the pack, and knowing that more likely than not Shaye or Rhyme or both would be there to contribute to that discomfort being as they were both healers, she made her way to answer Vail's call.

Peggy winced when she got there to see only Vail and, sure enough, Rhyme there already, leaving her rather conspicuously obvious with no one to sit with as a shield from the tension. She edged in and sat heedless of the mud that immediately coated her pale fur and fixed her eyes on her forepaws, hoping fervently that the other healers would soon appear to take the heat off.

Her eyes snuck surreptitiously over to the pup stropping itself on Rhyme's legs, and winced again. It was... pretty painfully obvious who'd sired that pup, and actually seeing the results displayed blatantly before her increased her discomfort by miles. She transferred her gaze firmly back to her paws.