What to Expect

White paws of the dark gray female trotted along the territory of Valhalla with a purpose. Nose to the ground as she hunted. But this was no normal hunt, being a den mother and healer she needed to know where everything grew and what the land had to offer. Already she had found a few things like celandine, chamomile and chervil. Tail wagged softly behind her in contentment. Thing were looking up now, specially with Demonio here. A howl echoed out across the land, making her pause to lift her head. It sounded like someone was inquiring the healers. She thought back to what Cormalin had told you when she first came here. With a snort she shook out her fur and turned her direction towards the owner of the howl. If something happened like that again, Imena was going to gie them a bite full of it. no one as going to get hurt in her pack if she had any say in it. And in the case such happened, she would be there to help them.

Head tilted back to let out a short call of her own, answering that of the other. She hoped that if someone heard her, they would come too to make sure nothing bad happened. She hoped it would be Demonio but she wasn?t too picky. Sky blue eyes scanned the area carefully as she drew closer. She was glad to have another thing to do now. The her hunting left her mind to free to think and wonder over the past. It always lurking behind her, every turn and step, it was there. There was just no way of ridding of it. If left too long alone she uld fall into her dark depression, barely able to jump out of that mood. And if that did happen, she often searched out a place to hide and be left alone. But these things never happened around Demonio, sure she was still sad and hurt, but it was easier to bare with him around. She took comfort from the large white male. Pausing mid step she froze, was it possible she sa him for than a companion? No..no that was nonsense. With a shake of her head she continued onwards.

A white figure sat at the borders. Stopping Imena took in everything she could of the other before moving in. By the soft scent that blew her way, it was a female. Posture spoke of no threat either. Relaxed and satisfied that the other didn?t seem to be a threat she approached. She walked slowly, tail and head held in a neutral level but eyes fixed onto the other. "Greetings. I am Imena, Den mother and healer of Valhalla. You seek audience with the healers of this pack correct?" She asked kindly. Stopping just a foot away from the other female. She wondered if the other healers would come, she'd then finally get to meet them all.