Distance in your eyes.

Hearing the concern of noise that slipped from Spider, Identification stayed silent allowing them to speak. Listening to every word that trailed from their throat. 'look, my friend is a healer - and a really good one at that, why don't you come back to the Armada with me and let him look at it?' The words were gentle as was the smaller wolf whom had joined her in her hunt. 'No joining required! I promise, this isn't a recruitment scheme.'

Identification allowed the words to replay within her mind, her tail quietly waving behind her, as eyes turn to the kill then to Spider. "I can help bring this buffalo with us, I don't want it to go to waste." Who would? And the pelt would be a wonderful payment, right? .