Marshmallows

Iki was fairly silent as Alarr showed her how to make the brew that would aid his sore throat and lungs. The girl's mind was sharp and she filed away every last bit of information from the measurements and amounts to the way that he moved his paws while he worked. There was no doubt in her mind that she would be able to reproduce the drink that he had crafted. She would have to find marshmallow root near her home and she would try it for herself.

As Alarr questioned her desire for knowledge, Ikigai raised her mercuric gaze to the man. "My deepest wish is to better my family, be dutiful, help where I'm needed." A slightly mischievous glint appeared in her eye and she extended one paw towards the man, showing her dainty, yet dexterous digits with a little wiggle of obsidian toes. "And I have these. Delicate tasks are much more simple for me than most wolves. I can craft and stitch. They also allow me to play music." Curiosity struck. "Why did you become a healer?"

"X"