A Chat About Healers

She herself had little to fear when she went out. Besides being rather large, she was a young lupine with expanding fighting experience. It would be a foolish move to attack her. Yet not everyone was a battle ready Adravendi, and it seemed that the wolves outside of Valhalla were now set on proving such.

Yet Rayne had not been so lucky in her wanderings. She had been attacked, and would have been raped had Erani and Cormalin, as well as Obsidian been there to help her. Chrysanthe inwardly paled, her blue eyes widening a fraction at her surprise before narrowing in disgust. Who the hell would do something like this! And to a wolf that belonged to a pack no less! If she ever got a hold of him he would be sorry, that much was for certain.

Chrysanthe had no qualms about wrapping her teeth around his balls if it meant that he would never harm another female like this again. "I am glad you were there to save her." Her gratitude was evident in her voice, and she let out a sigh she didn't know she was holding in. "Yes, you have a good point - our healers would do well at the very least, knowing their basic defenses." The alpha would be happy to teach them herself. Soliel, Rayne, and Erani were her healers thus far, and she knew that her mother was not without the ability to protect herself and others if need be.

The woman listened intently to Cormalin's explaination, and nodded before following him into Erani's den. She peeked in quietly, not wanting to disturb the dear, yet she would have to - because her record of this horrid happening was more important than anyone else's. "Rayne." She called out to the white lupine, "Would you be alright with talking about it?" She wanted to know as much as she could.

If she could find the male that had hurt her, she would make him pay for what he did.

She also wanted to know whether she was alright. Should she be too frazzled to think back on what had happened to her, Chrysanthe would drop the subject entirely.