A smile on her lips, Warja turned to beam up at Kismet as he moved to join her. ”Hey!” She scooted over next to him, attempting to bump him with her shoulder as she did so. The arrival of others drew her attention away from her friend and very soon the meeting was underway. The young medic listened intently as her father spoke, nodding slightly in agreement with him whenever he said something she strongly agreed with.
As soon as Rune was finished speaking, Warja was on her paws and padding towards him. She wanted to help in anyway she could, and becoming Secretua's healer would be the best use of her abilities. She was sure of it. ”I am,” she stated firmly and without hesitation. Her posture certain, she lifted her chin and said, ”I'd like to be considered for the position of Healer.” Her father had already seen her at work when she'd looked over Emma. He knew what she was capable of and she was unafraid of proving her worth again. Whatever task he saw fit to give her, she'd do it immediately.
