Song of a chance encounter

When she mentioned healing he nodded his head slowly, his gaze pensive. He needed more warriors within his ranks, but healers were just as important. With all the training they were doing, it was always needed to have those who knew about healing. That and part of their territory seemed to be overrun with snakes during the spring and summer. Flashing her a grin, he dipped his head to the two toned female. "Welcome to Abaven then, Nona. Your rank is known as Kruni, by the way. Our lead healer seems to be missing right now, but I have a pack who owes me a favor. I just might ask for their healer to teach the Kruni's more about herbs and healing." He was pretty sad about that, Harmony was his sister and it hurt him dearly that she seemed to vanish.

It seemed that they would be trading a language for language. "Seems like a good enough deal to me, a pretty even trade it seems." Bass was all about trading and favours, it was a huge part of Abaven and how it operated. And then she brought up something that was even more interesting to him, causing a brow to rise. Sing? She had come to the right pack for that. "Of course! I love singing, if you cannot tell from my name. Me and my litter mates are all named after something musical, and take it to heart. There is me, Harmony, Chord, Motif, and Rhythm." He commented, his tail wagging in a steady beat behind him. He quite enjoyed to sing himself, as well as his dear friend Wren. Perhaps he should start a moonlit song sharing or something, maybe make it a tradition for Abaven.