Io Claus is Comin' to Town

The woman knowing her name was a little odd, but if her grandmother trusted the woman so could Poem. Now a days she didn’t hold any ill will towards her once captor and teacher Sirius. She still didn’t have any love for the man, but he had released her on the death of her mother and she would give him her respect on that fact alone. Knowing Iolaire held affection for her grandmother helped her feel less animosity as well. Having a teacher that was sighted and could actually give her criticism would do her talent well. ”Yes, I’d like that.” She offered up before Iolaire went on to speak about Rhythm’s plight.

Poem was astounded at Io’s kindness and care for the old she wolf, her arthritis was a daily struggle, but she brought salve and would eagerly make more if the elderly wolf had need. There weren’t many wolves willing to go through the trouble for someone who wasn’t even a member of her pack.

Theory was quick to take up the lead and the little group were suddenly on their way to where Rhythm denned. She smiled lightly, hopefully her grandmother would appreciate the company, she knew that she would appreciate the gifts brought for her.