Growing pains

Oleander padded toward the market, carrying some extra salves and herbs for the market stall, and one of Wylan's honey snacks for the boy himself. Ollie knew Wyl was not looking forward to guard duty and the white wolf knew his brother would appreciate the snack on his shift. Help keep his focus going during duty.

He stopped off at the stall first and offloaded the goods then moved on to trying to spot him at the guard posts.

He spied his larger brother being circled by a sultry and athletic black and white fae. Oleander trotted up to the pair and put down his basket and stood at his full height of a full inch taller than her. He was scrawny compared to his brother, his muscles were lean and nigh wasted in comparison to either the woman or Wyl. Perhaps if he had been a healthier pup he would have matched his brother in height.

"Lesson?" He interjected, curious but wary of the woman. How did Wyl know her?

"Speech"