On The Borders Of Safety [Healing Lesson]

Aris heard Gossamer call again and her face twisted in a grin that was part anticipation and part perplexed. And trotting up to her sibling with Tansy in tow didn't clear up the second part like... at all. She cast an eye over the assembled stuff, clearly healing related, and slanted a stare of narrow-eyed, cynical amusement towards her sister. "So like... are you just going to do all of the lessons in everything since no one else does, or something? Should I come looking for you if I want to learn to sing and build towers too?" There was as much bitterness as there was laughter in her tone, all that teenage angst. She'd spent so much time as a pup wishing anyone would bother calling lessons and being consistently disappointed that it wasn't really a surprise that one of the youngest members of the pack was the one doing all the work the older wolves should have been doing, which was to say training everyone and not just their favorites. Maybe she should have spent more time kissing up so she could have been a favorite - but now with Goss throwing out lessons left and right it didn't look like she'd have to. As much as it was disgruntling to be playing student to her own littermate, at least she got to be a student...