Sounds like a good time to me

*Memento Mori* · 10-08-2022, 11:09 PM

“You’re already doing better than I would have. I suppose I could learn about herbs and their properties but it’s a lot to remember. While I like thinking about things, I’d worry about getting them mixed up with one another. Some plants look awfully similar and I’d feel just awful if I gave someone the wrong treatment or too much of one. I know you need more or less depending on the size of the wolf you’re working with, and sometimes the wrong amount can be lethal.” It was a deterrent from learning about herbs ever since she was young. Rein knew some things about healing though, enough for first aid at least, and had kept any cuts and scratches the trio got clean and free of infection.

“Oh yeah? I’m no expert on healing things, but I can give you a rundown about certain plants or treatments for sure. If you’re ever curious about one, feel free to ask if we’re around, or look us up. Meme probably isn’t that hard to find with the fiery bits on her coat.” Rein grinned at this as he motioned toward the woman’s orange and yellow marks.

As Vashou’s attention shifted to packs, Jacques spoke up first. “Not all wolves will imprison others. Though if they are imprisoned for trespassing, well, that’s kind of their own fault. Alphas put up border scents for a reason. If you’re foolhardy enough to ignore that you kind of deserve it.”

Memento Mori frowned at Jacques’ words. She didn’t like the idea of anyone being held against their will either. But it made sense for repercussions if one trespassed onto pack lands. “I know just about any pack would have a medic. Many packs need extra paws to take care of those in need. I can get what you mean though, about resonating with an alpha… It just wouldn’t feel right otherwise, you know?” Memento Mori furrowed her brow as the question was turned on her.

“I can’t say I’m… necessarily the most eager about packs either. My mother often shoved the idea of me being some great, noble leader waging war against my family’s enemies down my throat. That sort of stuff turns you away from wanting to try a little bit, you know?” She lowered her gaze. “I can’t say I haven’t considered it though. I’m leaning more toward the idea of a band than a pack. They tend to have looser rules and laws… but I don’t know. It would take something pretty special at this point to have me consider joining a pack.” If only she knew who she’d be running into sometime after this encounter.

But then Vashou paused, something seemed to catch their eye. Meme blinked, tail flicking thoughtfully as she watched him. Ah, well that was quite the catch! Memento Mori chuckled softly, impressed. “Well done. That was quite the catch, Vashou!”

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