ready, aim, fire!

Hmm. She had spunk, he had to give her that much at least. "As long as they're not stupid questions, ask away." He had faith in her ability to ask questions that weren't stupid, but if she was being stupid, he certainly would inform her. She wouldn't have to worry about that much, at least. Ears twitching, Altavro cocked his head a little as he examined the younger wolf. She looked old enough that if she had been a Nomad, she would have begun her training already, which meant, in turn, that she was old enough for Altavro to answer whatever questions she had. As long as they weren't stupid, which was a necessary clarification on his part. He wasn't sure what her questions would be that were stupid, but he was sure that he would know when he heard them.

Altavro settled into a slightly more comfortable position, ready to spend some time in this place, despite its rather unpleasant appearance. "Have you had any sort of healer training?" It would help, he thought, to establish a baseline of sorts. Even if this was the only time that they met, even if she never actually learned anything from him, he could at least answer a few questions. She would ask intelligent questions, Altavro hoped, or at least intelligent enough questions that he could answer them without feeling like he was talking to a two day old pup. That wouldn't be too difficult, would it?




"Speech"

in just one day