oh the misery

Basilisk watched Ollie get to work, and Halldora obey him with the almost innate understanding all wolves did when addressed by a healer. He hid a small smile and stood there a moment longer. But he had a bear coat to tend to, and other tasks that would only pile up the longer he left them.

“I’ll leave you in Ollie’s capable hands, Halldora. Ollie, can you set her up with a place to sleep. A coat, and some food for the night as well.” he instructed his wolf. No doubt the girl was hungry, and he knew his healer would see to that. “Once Ollie has cleared you, call for me and we will start your training.” this he addressed to Halldora, before he nodded his head to the two of them and turned away

-exit unless stopped -


"Basilisk"