This didn't go to plan

“That’ll be good to see” Basilisk said, knowing he would be calling on Oleander a lot from here on out. The more practice, the better. It would give him a chance to see the other wolf in action, and assess their abilities. Assessing a healer really should have been Halo’s duty, but circumstances had stolen that chance from him.

With the last of the adrenaline leaving his body, Basilisk couldn’t deny how groggy he felt as Ollie came to him with his needle, and began his work. He winced, but didn’t growl at the young healer this time. This time, everything was expected. He still wasn’t completely comforted by their words, but he was somewhat mollified. So he stayed still, resting his head on his paw as he waited for the job to be finished.


"Speech"