A healer and their alpha

Basilisk looked at Ollie, watching him as he spoke. Alright, the man had given his pledge. Bas had to decide to trust him or not. He was inclined to do so. He knew he needed to put his faith in a healer, and Oleander hasn't let him down yet. “Thank you, Ollie.” He said solemnly, and meant it. As for the den… “I agree. You'll need the space to set up an infirmary, and it'll probably be best to have your own den attached to it. This profession you've chosen can be a taxing one, but I believe in you.” He started walking again, he found it helped to jog his thoughts when he was chewing on ideas.


“Now. You gave me some herbs for contraception. The wolf in question…” he glanced over at Ollie again. “...Ignita. reacted to them. She seemed to have a mild tummy upset. From what I understand, the use of them within 24 hours shouldn't cause any side effects.” He stopped there, letting the healer have his say.