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High High Hopes

Malalia



Malalia

Loner
Missing from Armada

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
1228
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
413
player
04-29-2020, 03:48 PM (This post was last modified: 04-29-2020, 04:11 PM by Malalia.)
Malalia

She didn't realize she'd been holding her breath until Iolaire nodded at her answer, and the yearling immediately brightened, letting loose a small breath. "What other ways are there?" she probed. Malalia had only learned the one method from her aunt, and she wondered whether the others consisted of substitutions, or different methods entirely. Either way, it'd be important to learn.

Her tail swished behind her; otherwise, she remained still and intently focused as Iolaire went on to explain how she dealt with wounds. She noted willow bark as a remedy for pain and stitches for deep wounds, though Malalia had no clue as to going about the latter procedure.

All in good time. Iolaire invited her for training and assisting her, and Mal found herself nodding vigorously. "Of course! I will." She'd stick to Io like a tick, if the woman allowed her. "Is there anything you need in the meantime? Something I could get for you? Or something I could do on my own?" Perhaps the ask would be more helpful to Mal than to the healer herself, but the young wolf wanted to get her paws in something, if she could.

Remembering where they were, her eyes suddenly lit up. "Actually... how did you go about starting your garden? It's pretty expansive..." The whole cottage was expansive, really, and Mal had never seen such a specialized 'den' before. It seemed to suit the healer perfectly, from what she could tell.

"Speech"