Come Little Children I'll Take Thee Away (EBONY)

Walk | Talk | Think

Callisto answered the call for the pups and yearlings not because she wanted to but because it was expected. As far as she was concerned her time was better spent elsewhere, collecting herbs and plants, training with Max, harassing Adelaide with questions about the epidemic that she had not been able to see first hand being holed up inside of her den as one of the sick. She had missed out on quite a bit of training during the epidemic, all that time that she could have been shadowing Adelaide and learning not just technique but bedside manner as well. She really did need to work on that. Now that she was well she was doing her part to make up for the lost time, and this meeting, even if it turned out to be straightforward and short, was taking her away from that again.

A small handful of the younger pack members were present, as well as the other yearling girl who smiled too much, and so Callisto said nothing as she stepped into their midst to take a seat at the meeting. She knew none of them, at least not personally. They might have been glanced at from afar at a meeting, but she had never had time for making friends with those her age, or below it. She was far too single-minded for that. Training to become a healer, to learn what she could about the plants that surrounded them, whether it be good or bad: that was what she cared about.

Silvery blue eyes stared out of an unsmiling, disinterested face as she waited for Katja to say what was necessary, her tail twitching just a little against her dark grey leg as she willed herself to be more patient.