Reunited

Wilder chuckles, knowing that she's right. They were both stubborn and they both knew it. That still wouldn't stop him from poking and teasing at her from time to time. She deserved it after all.

Her answer to his question though left his brow furrowing slightly. Oleander finding a "cure" had been the important part in all of this. Did she not realize that? Or maybe something had happened between her and the healer that she didn't wish to talk about. His curiosity would have gotten the better of him if not for the tiny pang of jealousy he felt in his chest now. After being quarantined to the woods, only around other sick wolves and being sick himself, all he had wanted was to see his friend... They were friends, right? But why this feeling? Why be jealous of Oleander?

Did he think the same would happen between them as it had for Bas and Ignita?

"Hm," is his short reply, more thoughtful than anything. His brain still trying to gather together anything to say that wouldn't reveal what he was feeling. "I did hear there was a medicine of some sort that's s'posed to help," Wilder comments, remembering that Vesper wasn't quite the believer of medicine herself. "Would be nice for everything to go back to normal," he tries to smile, but feels the itch of the sickness in his throat. Talking had definitely not been something he'd been doing a lot of lately.

"Wilder & Vesper"