Not actually sneaking out

Aryn continued to watch with suspicion as the self-proclaimed healer offered up a trick to heal her wounds. Was this some sort of test, had Recluse sent him? The alpha had given Aryn permission to see the healers for her wounds, though none of them had asked her where she had acquired her injuries. Regardless, she was not the type of wolf to be inheritantly rude for no reason, and her demotion within the pack meant there were few wolves she even had the authority to deny. "Go ahead then." She gave a small nod, then held her declawed paw up for his inspection, still watching him with hesitation in her eyes.