The Art of Healing

Asheni was a gentle dame. A creature of kindness and love, even in her most darkest of hours, she wished for no harm to befall even the most cruel of her enemies. Even Banshee, the monstrosity that had left her mangled and nearing deaths door she did not wish death upon. Her heart was simple too pure, too kind for her own good, it had been her downfall numerous times, but she was who she was, she put her faith blindly in people, and would heal anyone who was injured, no matter how vile, and no matter how badly they might hurt her once they healed. She wasn't shy and she wasn't afraid to speak up if need be, but she tried to remain reserved, and she was getting better at masking her emotions, a skill she had been forced to learn... but those thoughts were not for today, today she was stocking her herbs and plants and she was seeking a peculiar few. Horsetail, for starters, because of its silica content. Silica created collagen and collagen allowed tissues to heal faster, thus alleviating frostbite... a common ailment in Glaciem.

She had found her herb with a triumphant smile and pulled it free from its roots with her teeth, she was on her way back to her larger than necessary den. Of course, when those got wounded, her den was the place they came to rest. Her den needed to be large, she was Glaciem's lead medic. With a soft sigh she navigated the forest when an unfamiliar scent caught her nose. They were from Glaciem, they smelled heavily of her home, but the wolf itself was not someone she had met and it was high time Asheni got to meet some of the newer pack members. With a smile she navigated forward, following the scent until she chanced upon the dame. She was small, about the same size as she, but her coat displayed a beautiful pattern and Asheni smiled, her tail flickering laxadaisaclly behind her. She dropped the plant gently and dipped her head, a respectable hello.

"Hello! My names Asheni! I don't believe we've met before! I'm one of the medics! It's a pleasure to meet you!" Asheni had a soft and gentle voice, although excitement bubbled beneath her breath at the prospect of meeting a new friend. She never liked to refer to herself as the Lead Medic, It had been announced once and that was all she required. It intimidated some and Asheni liked to be approachable, to be the one creature that would never judge a soul, no matter how badly tarnished. She had taught and exchanged information with many healers, in her opinion it was how one gained knowledge and increased their own skill set. That pretty wolf in Valhalla... Erani! That conversation had been vastly helpful to both parties! Oh! She really should go and speak with the woman!