This didn't go to plan

Basilisk gave a little more of an honest smile then, glancing over at the white wolf. “Your mother is a very important person to me. She will always have a high spot in the Armada whenever she returns. But until then, the Armada needs someone to keep everyone in good health.” He explained. He wasn’t sure what exactly he would do when/if Halo returned, but it had already been made clear to him that he and the Armada both suffered without a healer in charge.

He had considered Wylan, but that pup was also Heir, and didn’t seem to take things seriously. There was Marina, but there would be a long way to go before she was trustworthy. Ollie seemed like he had the capacity to be professional, and take an interest in the job.

Somehow ‘i’ve practised a bunch’ didn’t sound very comforting. “You’ve done this on a wolf before, right?” He asked dubious as he watched Ollie set up.


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