The Art of Healing

Quote:Curiosity captured, the creamy white wolf inclined her head a little closer to the plants which her dark brown eyes were fixed upon, her dark nose quivering as she scented at the greens and attempted to observe anything peculiar or exciting about them. They seemed to smell just as all the others did, or perhaps the smell of the forest as a whole was simply too overpowering for her to identify any key aspects to this one to set it apart. Feeling a little twinge of disappointment, as if she had been hoping to detect something worthwhile about this little sprig, Mercianne withdrew her head and allowed a quiet, breathy sigh to slip from the end of her muzzle.

Steps sounded softly and hurriedly near her through the forest, announcing the approach of a fellow Glaciem wolf well before they came within sight. Glancing in their direction, Merci could just see the black and white wolf as she marched purposefully along, her path bringing her closer to where the white wolf stood, and all the while carrying a plant held firmly yet gently within her jaws. Immediately Mercianne felt a stirring of intrigue at the sight of the wolf, already having associated the plants with the pack's healers, and as the other came forward and dropped what she carried at her own feet where she had stopped before the timid white wolf, acknowledging her with a bow of her head, Merci hastily mimicked the gesture as a quietly eager and sincere smile stole across her face.

The wolf introduced herself as Asheni, claiming to be one of the Glaciem's healers, and seemed overall quite happy and excited to make a new acquaintance wtihin the pack. Bolstered by the wolf's friendly and encouraging introduction, Mercianne's fluffy tail wagged a greeting as she regarded the blue-eyed wolf. "I'm Mercianne," she answered in her customary gentle voice, a certain spark of her own excitement of finally meeting of the pack's healers visible within the depths of her eyes. Timid and shy as she tended to be, it was impossible for her to hide her eagerness and enthusiasm. She paused only a moment longer before the words tumbled from her muzzle, her hope lending her much needed courage to speak, "You're a healer?"

-- mercianne