A healer and their alpha

Upon their return to the pack, Basilisk made His way to the healers den. He knew Ollie liked his treehouse, but his growing reliance on the young healer left him wondering if he shouldn't move to the heart of a pack. Set up a proper clinic with more space, and closer to the Warlord. He chewed on that as he finished the walk and arrived at the healers treehouse. He stepped up and knocked on the door before opening it slightly. 

He found Ollie working on something in the main area and waited until the wolf was done. “A moment of your time, Ollie?” He asked, stepping back from the door and out into the woods. Away from any ears. “How important to you is patient confidentiality, and the ear of your alpha?” He asked mildly. As if the answer wouldn't change the course of the wild wolf's advancement in the pack.