Making a home

“Good to hear” Sirius said. He would not have any family member of Io treated badly. He was unsurprised to hear that Resin had built the den, nor was he surprised that she had not asked for his help. He offered it to all members of his pack, an unoccupied den, or his help making something of their own. Resin was accustomed to going at it alone.

The large Oxen coat looked a little comical beside the small wolf, it covered her floor, and she could easily use it as a bed and a blanket in one. When the small healer offered her a drink, he politely accepted, hunching his large bulk over as he leaned forward and took a lick at the bowl.

“All I ask is you learn your trade, and do what you can to assist the Armada. In return, you ask anything of me, and if it’s something I can provide, I will do so. “ he said. looking , if anything, a little embarrassed at her excited thanks