Herbs and Stuff

Walk | Talk | Think

The moment she had learned of the impending meeting among the healers of Alacritia, hosted by the newest established pack, Callisto had been hell bent on making Maximous go so she could tag along. He was so much more personable than she was, knowing the proper thing to say and when to say it. If he went, then he could do all the talking and all she would need to do is listen. And maybe watch if there were any demonstrations. Would there be demonstrations? Her mind had been abuzz about what it would be like and she wondered whether the training she had thus far received had been the most common form. How much she could learn from this! She needed to go.

It was Katja who led their group from Ebony to the meeting, not Max, and yet the spindly legged youth followed eagerly all the same. Her silvery blue eyes were alert, assessing, while her mind attempted to get ahead of her with ideas of how everything would go. Hopefully it would be beneficial; she could not say how disappointed she would feel if everything covered was all things she had already been taught. A call was issued ahead, giving their new Alpha pause for a brief moment but they were just as quickly off again. Callisto stayed behind the masked leader as she brought them before the group, taking to glancing around at those present as she and those who had traveled with were introduced. How long before it all began? Now that she was here, the serious, unsmiling girl was impatient for things to begin.