Salvage efforts

Lia was not a healer. She was far, far, from such a dignified rank. The girl did have some rudimentary knowledge however, and a set of paws. She couldn’t help the pack stores by hunting, and while there was strength to her dainty frame, it was a far cry from the heavy brutes she had seen about the place.

Here, here was something she could do. When the Lead Healer called out, not just for those of healer rank, but any who cared to help them? She knew where she wanted to be. She made her way towards the group, lowering her head in a respectful bow to the lead-ranking wolf, before slinging into rank beside a pale silver woman. (Sedna) keeping her silence. As a slave, she knew her input meant nothing. A glance about her did however have her spotting Iris, and she spared a secret smile for the sweet girl of similar rank to her own.