A stranger would come, and the golden male was grateful for her arrival. She too would give an input of saying that sometimes even though help wasn’t necessarily wanted you sometimes needed to accept it. Félicien would give a small grateful nod to her, and that was when he noticed something. The she-wolf was blind. Félicien would blink, ears flicking back some. He couldn’t imagine living with such a disability. It definitely had to be hard, but now he could definitely understand where the peach and white wolfess was coming from.
Sophitia would let her gaze turn to Kalliope, her bright eyes shining with a blaze of irritation. “Nngh... I suppose so....” The owl would turn her head, looking from Féli back to Kalli. “Will you wolves help me?” The owl would ask. This was something that Féli wasn’t any expert at... But at least they finally got her to agree that she needed help.
“You wouldn’t happen to know anything about herbs, would you Kalli? I... Want to help her but I... Know very little.” A little shameful considering his mother once held the high rank for healing in the pack.
