Find light in the beautiful sea

Lucette · 08-22-2022, 10:51 PM

Lucette gave a soft chuckle at Eden’s words. Don’t be so hard on herself, huh? “I come by it honest. My mom is reckless too.” She quieted, listening to Eden about how it took two years before she even became a healer. Having a “crash course” didn’t sound the greatest… but if she hadn’t been taking it seriously… which in and of itself was hard to believe looking at the woman now. She seemed so calm, so collected like she knew what she was doing. The yearling’s gaze fell. “I originally started learning about healing because my dad was too afraid to let me try fighting.” She explained.

“I was the only pup in my litter and there were complications when I was born. Despite my mother being considerably larger than dad… I was born tiny and kind of weak. Dad fought to keep me alive. I can see where he was coming from though. Tiny wolves aren’t exactly a powerhouse, can’t throw their weight around as a bigger wolf could.” Lucy shrugged as the older she-wolf worked.

“I hated it… being small. So dad started showing me herbs, telling me that just because I was little didn’t mean I couldn’t find uses in other ways. I’m fast, and have the skills to be a runner or diplomat if I wanted to join a pack I guess… but truthfully I became fascinated by herbs. They might not taste very good, and the taste of wolf blood is gross, but the process is what fascinates me. The ability for such simple things to tend to our hurts, inside and out.” As she spoke Eden would be able to tell that there was true love for the craft starting to bloom.

“It’s just… as you said before… I need to learn to separate myself when treating someone I care about. Normally I can be so calm, and focused… but when Bae-Syl got hurt it shook everything that I thought I knew. I was questioning myself, my treatment…” Lucette furrowed her brow as she thought about it. She cared about the rainbow-marked man a lot. Azure’s words, too, bothered her… how he said it didn’t feel as those Bae-Syl was putting her first at all. They troubled her.

“If you ask me… being a healer is even harder than being a fighter or a hunter.” Lucy spoke thoughtfully. “We take the lives of others into our paws. While there can be other factors for if they properly heal or not rests on us at a start. I know not every wolf can be saved, but if we don’t try, then they might not make it at all.” She’d been thinking a lot more about that as of late. “...and the fact there are wolves out there that would hurt a healer, sees them as weak… it just… makes me sad.” She furrowed her brow.

“...that’s actually why Bae-Syl and I’ve… avoided living in a pack.” She confessed softly. Gosh, she was getting chatty… probably because she hadn’t had anyone to tell any of this to. “Some… really bad wolves… his cousins… if I ever disappear one day, it’s probably because they got me and tore me apart.” She was frowning but there didn’t seem to be any fear in her voice regarding them. Death was a part of life… she wouldn’t be able to live forever. But though there was no fear she was bothered by the information. Wolves who would kill her, eat her meat, and wear her skin as a coat… it was hard not to be unnerved by such information. It was far from normal behavior to wear one of your own kind. How… how sick were they? How strong were their demons?

She tried to focus on the horsetail that Eden had added, giving a small nod at the fact it’d be wrapped too. “Thank you…”

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