Teach Me Something Worth My While

The man lay at the entrance to his den. The icy wind nipped at his snout and paws, the only parts of him exposed. With a sigh he opened his eyes. All warmth from the sun taken away by the rolling clouds, he rose to his feet, arching his back and lowering his head to stretch. With a yawn, he moved out into the cold. It was getting way to cramped inside with all his herbs inside. Soon he wouldn't fit. Maybe he should make a new one and have that simply for stores... He shook his head. That would be wasteful.

Silently the man wandered through. His paws making muffled pads against the ground. He felt relaxed after his nap,more so than usual. He'd been a bit stressed in the rush to prepare his healing supplies for winter. Now that he was almost finished a bit of the wait was lifted from his shoulders. Maybe he'd have time to get further acquainted with his packmates. The task had taken up most of his time. The healer paused as a wolf came into view. The male sat quietly in the middle of the maze of dens. Sage barked friendily to the male, moving so that he approached him from the front. The healer immediately saw the silliness in his eyes, so he slowed his walk accordingly. Good day, sir. I'm Sage. Do you need any help? Perhaps he'd assumed wrong but the male seemed like he had a purpose sitting there. Sage slowed to a stop about a metre away from the wolf.


"Burn Baby Burn"