he's not even the most competent healer in the room

The brightly toned wolf introduced himself as Wake, and at the mention of his mum, he raised his head just enough to glance at the wolf offering her warmth behind him. Did he mean Modesty? It might somewhat explain the bright colors. A nudge of the other wolf’s muzzle seemed to indicate exactly that.

This is going to suck for you. He gave the wolf an incredulous look. What healer spoke like that? Wait, this wolf was a healer, right? He had taken it as fact, without ever verifying. But it was a little too late to start having doubts now.

When the younger wolf started his stitches, Kes let out a hiss, and forced himself to remain as still as possible. Knowing to move would only make it worse.


"Speech"