ready, aim, fire!
04-04-2014, 05:33 PM
Walk | Talk | Think
Well, at least he was not shy about it. Though she would not have cared either way if she had somehow managed to offend him with her inquiry, it would have prevented her from getting an answer, and now that she had finally taken notice of the curious mark she rather did wish to know its purpose. The male wolf offered it, simply enough, claiming it to be a signifier of his family. Nomads... Nope, she had never heard of them, but then again her travels had been few and her interactions even fewer. For all she knew she could have slipped past many more of them and never been the wiser about it. At least now she had her curiosity sated.
Until he continued to speak. It resurfaced in full force with the uttering of his final phrase and likely her sudden new interest was visible as it swept through her and across her face. "Healer?" Callisto repeated, as if to check and make sure she had heard him correctly. Her silvery blue gaze traveled back up to the mark upon his brow and for a second she cursed herself for taking so little notice of the other wanderers that she had passed during her travels. Had any of them had this marking? Had she possibly passed up many other opportunities for learning because of her tendency to find solace in isolation? "You're a healer?"
Well, at least he was not shy about it. Though she would not have cared either way if she had somehow managed to offend him with her inquiry, it would have prevented her from getting an answer, and now that she had finally taken notice of the curious mark she rather did wish to know its purpose. The male wolf offered it, simply enough, claiming it to be a signifier of his family. Nomads... Nope, she had never heard of them, but then again her travels had been few and her interactions even fewer. For all she knew she could have slipped past many more of them and never been the wiser about it. At least now she had her curiosity sated.
Until he continued to speak. It resurfaced in full force with the uttering of his final phrase and likely her sudden new interest was visible as it swept through her and across her face. "Healer?" Callisto repeated, as if to check and make sure she had heard him correctly. Her silvery blue gaze traveled back up to the mark upon his brow and for a second she cursed herself for taking so little notice of the other wanderers that she had passed during her travels. Had any of them had this marking? Had she possibly passed up many other opportunities for learning because of her tendency to find solace in isolation? "You're a healer?"
