always learning

The shorter man reminded him more and more of one of his pups. He seemed sporadic in his thoughts, Rhyme almost wondered how he was keeping so still. His dark ears perked forward as his own friendly smile finally came through. Solitude was not as patient as the alpha, and with no warning leapt for the sky once more. Rhyme barely flinched as the raven took to the sun stained sky. The sun had almost made it fully above the horizon.

North and white. He thought for a moment, there was Acere that could have pointed him in this direction. They did indeed offer healing lessons. They were just as talented as the hunters of Abaven. ”Was his name, Acere?” He asked curiously. ”Are you a healer in training?” Rhyme continued with another question, though he wondered if he’d trust the man to be his own doctor.