habits

As her paw was taken care of the tiny girl would become more curious, about him in particular as he told her about his interest in healing. Her curious questions would elaborate as she wished to know how he did in the other fields. He was hardly a warrior, he could barely defend himself, but he knew very well how to hunt for himself and the pack. After his lesson with Cascade he felt quite a bit more confident in those abilities as well. "It is, but i'd much rather be studying poisons." He'd admit to her. He'd never really intended on healing anyone but this was where Valentine needed him. "I'm not really a warrior, I'm not even very good at defending myself." Mercy was the warrioress, he was just her backup. "I can hunt though, I should hope most wolves know how to, you can't always count on your pack mates to provide food for you." And indeed even he found that he'd hunt for himself as well as the pack at times.

She would easily accept his presence again, and he'd find her thanking him for his return, he'd only smile softly as he went on. She'd answer his question about her siblings, her answer much like he would have given about his own siblings at her age. With a simple nod he would let that part of teh conversation die and tell her about his lovely sister. "Her name is Mercy," He'd tell her, haunches coiling beneath him as he lowered himself back into a relaxed position. "She looks a lot like me, but is more of a warrior than a healer. She's the reason I'm here really." Had she not joined Imperium he would have never found himself here. Though wherever she was he wanted to be.