The Beating Heart Of A Healer
05-13-2014, 09:31 PM
With the passing of time the dark colored healer was allowed more time away from Loki's pups. She still had a role to play within the pack, a rank to up hold and pack mates to teach. Aksel would be fine, he was growing strong each day she knew, though she worried endlessly in her own mind. She dared not voice it around Loki. Heavens forbid he would have a panic attack at the very least. She smiled softly as she padded to lake, it was good to see someone care so much for their children. Silently she padded on, mind deep in thought. How would she go about training? What topic should she go over? The list was endless. She could ask what they wished to learn. Brows creased as she paused at the top of a small rise in the earth. Sitting down she stared at her paws. Tyr, she needed to get to know him and start is training. Amia would be excused, off doing training hunting. She knew the girl was shy about it but was stubborn and often using the skills Cormalin tought her. Which was fine with her. Eyes lifted to the sky, though it was mid-day the air held a bitter chill with the tell tale signs of winter moving in on them. She could go over what to expect for the winter, the colds, the aching joints, the hunger. But she also needed to stress to them that healing was not their only task. Mind made up she tilted her head back calling forth Tyr and the other healers. She hoped they would answer and come. She knew she had a large group under her care. Hopefully Friction would come and help her too. Or even Erani, though the idea of her Alpha joining was nerve racking. She hoped she wouldn't mess up. Speech Thought Others |
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