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That Clever Touch (WORLD WIDE HEALER TRAINING)



Caia

Loner

age
7 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Dire wolf
build
Heavy
posts
83
player
04-18-2015, 01:11 PM


"Speech" thoughts actions

A tiny canine had spoken to her briefly, about a meeting among the local wolves. It had been a little difficult to converse with, language barriers and all. But she was getting better, and everntually the message had gotten across. To learn healing. That would be very helpful, and give her an idea of what the plant life in the area was like. As well, it would be an opportunity to mingle with the natives and get a better feel for how things worked around here. A call rang out, from somewhere in the south. The cosmic behemoth was napping, galactic form sprawled out artfully at the base of a large tree, when it pulled her from her slumber. Dried leaves rustled loudly as she lazily raised her head, muzzle pointed in the direction the call had come from. A recently fallen leaf tumbled from between her ears, brushing against her lashes and obscuring her vision briefly as it fell. A small chuff would escape her, absently recognizing what the song meant. A yawn would stretch apart her jaws, tongue curling as she rose laboriously to her feet. More fallen leaves slid randomly from her body as she stood, prompting her to shake out her coat. Mammoth paws began to fall upon the terra, long limbs pulling her toward the meeting place. Despite her wariness to be surrounded by so many foreign wolves, such a group of strangers, she was a little excited to see how it would turn out.

Faria had been exploring a lot as of late, and as distressing as not being able to protect her little hobbit was, it couldn't be helped. Mith, as well, had been missing for some time. She'd been searching far and wide, but he seemed to have dropped off the map. Now that was worrying the starry pelted woman. She wasn't sure where he was, save for odd little whiffs of his scent here and there, she hadn't seen him at all for most of the autumn season, and a lot of the summer. Where could he be? Had he run off? Had their tribe come to find them, and taken her brother away? A sharp whine of acute pain left her as that thought nagged at her mind, audits lowering toward her skull. Was Mithras dead? Celestial banner would twitch at her hocks, hackles bristling briefly. If they'd taken her brother, they would have to face her wrath, and she would not let them take him easily. The scent of prey tickled her nostrils, and auds would perk curiously. This was going to be interesting, if someone had thought to bring food. Maybe this wasn't such a dangerous place to be, at least not as much as she had thought. Low rumblings in her chest stilled as she approached the motley group of wolves. Now was not time to worry about her brother, he was a mostly grown ass man and he could take care of himself. Right now, she needed to learn how better to care for her little group of travelling morons. They all had bad habits of doing really stupid stuff, and if they were going to stay alive she needed to know what she could do to heal them.

Cranium would remain held between her shoulders as she approached, amethyst gaze roving over the gathering. Not many had arrived so far, but they were an interesting bunch. Fairly plain looking, but not all too threatening. Kohl rimmed optics would find the authority among the group, a male with auburn fur. Upon the outskirts of the amalgamation, she would look over them still. "Good day." Husky vocals would rumble, thick accent glaringly out of place. The inability to communicate easily would be a serious handicap in this meeting, but she would try her best, and that was all the femme had. There was a hint of wariness in her stance, as she sought to find somewhere good to rest. It hadn't been a long walk, but stress lay heavy across her shoulders and pulled tightly in her muscles. Despite not wanting to think about it, Mithras' location was something she needed to be aware of soon. Slowly, she plodded a little closer, watching each individual as calmly as she could. She didn't need to appear threatening or sketchy right now, but she was a little nervous as to how such a large group might take her presence among them.