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09-08-2020, 04:22 AM
He was grateful that Aslatiel was pulling him away before he had to deal with any more prying questions. He dipped his head in passing thanks to the healer, and followed her away. Walking just a step behind her, he turned his head in her direction as she began to speak. “I will try to learn… your way.” He promised her, through part of him quaked at losing so much of his identity. She seemed eager to strip him to his bare bones and build him anew. He feared he would not recognise the wolf he must become under her careful guidance. Arriving at the packs stores, she wrangled a large haunch of deer. He salivated at the mere sight of it. She was giving all that meat to him? Incredible. He wasn’t going to look this gift horse in the mouth, he knew the importance of good food to heal. It was a treat not normally afforded to him. He bit in, and steadily reduced it to bone. “Lady Aslatiel, If you might forgive my ignorance, but… what exactly is my role to you? Beyond the visual role of guard.” he asked at last. The question he had dwelled on in the night, and had come no closer to answering himself. "Speech" |
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