Looking for a teacher

Crux had made his way back from the woods, his little bundle of herbs in his scrap leather hanging from his mouth, more for safety than anything else, just in case anything he'd collected was toxic. As he and Riya returned to the public area of the pack he cast his gaze around for someone who could help him to identify what he'd found. Unfortunately for him the heady smell of the herbs were masking many of the smells he would otherwise rely on. "I think I smell Halo?" His companion said and Crux nodded at her, gesturing for her to lead him in the direction she thought she could smell the Trauma Specialist. Riya still didn't know all the scents yet though so he kept an eye out for the woman, she was probably the best option for what he was looking for, he was aware his older sister was also within some of the healer ranks but he also knew she was a young mother and frankly he still didn't really know where he stood with most of his older siblings. So Halo it was.