stuff and thangs

The behemoth dipped his head in polite acknowledgement of her name. He could see that her quick actions had been made with good intentions, and would not judge her for startling him. If anything he respected her for her bravery, he was built like a tank and towered over her petite form, it must have taken a lot of bravery for her to ambush a stranger in a selfless attempt to save him from his own stupidity. "Then thank you, miss Rhythm" he would add politely and a smile would twitch st the corner of his lips, as was his way.

Hr would fall silent as the stranger with a healers knowledge would begin to see to his gash. It wasn't entirely uncommon for a stranger to be this close when they where a healer, and he was able to remain stationary and let her work without interruption. Where he had not been able to reach and clean his wound, she was easily able to finish the job. His eyes moved back to her as she stepped back to admire her handiwork and comment on her favorite choice of food. A duck? It was an interesting choice and did pose its difficulties, luckily for him it was one of those prey that required patience to catch - something he had bountiful of. He would blink in surprise as the smaller wolf reared up to place a paw over his wound. He could easily take any weight she placed on him but he hadn't been expecting the movement, he was more accustomed to leaf padding or poultices being placed over the wound, sticky enough to be held there themselves "A duck I can manage, miss Rhythm" he would answer.

"Burn Baby Burn"