Eyes wide open [Open healing training!]
He'd been on the move since talking to Aggie and Kai. Setting off on his own little adventure both to get more familiar with these lands as well as to make sure his adventure took place while it was still spring so he wouldn't melt while trying to enjoy himself. It'd been fun so far, but a little quiet and lonely. Wandering and seeing the sights was fun and all, but Jouko was getting bored again. He wanted to meet some new faces for once. That, and he needed to start gathering herbs now that it was spring, the season healers waited for with baited breath. After a great deal of thought and tossing around half-formed ideas, the man had an idea he couldn't get out of his head. That all had lead him to this moment, carrying a small bundle in his mouth as he trotted slowly through the plants which waved all around him as a soft breeze pushed and pulled at the plant life as well as his thick fur. Wandering until at last he sat in the middle of the land in a space that was relatively open and flat, with mostly grass and some small flowers growing in it Jouko deposited his bundle at his paws and looked the space over with a pleased expression. Yes, this would do quite nicely. He nosed at the bundle - part of a deer hide which held inside of it several smaller bundles wrapped in rabbit pelts. Pushing them into a neat little line, the man sat before his setup with cyan eyes gleaming and tail gently tapping the ground behind him. Yes, this looked good. It was perfect! Once he was happy with the arrangement of things, Jouko lifted his muzzle skyward to send out an open call to other healers. He didn't really care who they were; be they pack wolves, loners, new healers, old ones, he'd be happy to have someone to sit and exchange knowledge with. Hopefully his preparations would prove to be time well spent. While he waited for others to arrive, Jouko took a small step back from the bundles. There was a somewhat unpleasant odor coming from one of the tightly wrapped mystery packages and he didn't wanna stand right over it until he actually needed to. Walk. "Speak!" "Think." |
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The previously denuded branches offered their wands of tight green bud to the brilliant rays of spring. The wind had lost its bite, it had become ambient, congenial, blowing branches and tousling the hair of pedestrians - but no longer stealing their warmth. From the fields waved the precocious yellow bloom of the daffodils, and should the Golden Goddess be drawn into the woodland today there were bluebells too. She tilted her regalia toward the sky to feel the new heat in the sunlight's kiss. How she had missed it in these long grey months. The only clouds were fluffy, white and quite dispersed, there would be no rain today. The grass grew in tussocks and flattened in waves with each gust of wind, only to spring up as fresh as a bunch of flowers right after. It was nothing like the uniform green of the meadow back in the Eastern parts of Boreas the succubae came so used to. Each tuft was wild and slightly yellowing under the sun and between each there was bare soil, baked and powdery. She was leaping ahead and running all around, the woman was made fluid and of natural devilry. She was made with artful care and a feline's natural mischief. Angular with a tapering muzzle that is far too trigger-happy and ready with a goblin's misguided grins. She felt like mischief today however she had no idea that her golden bracelets will create the echo of bells hitting on each other in harmony through the land.
Art by Wolf-minori |
The howl that rolled through the Gulley captured his attention immediately. Instantly he was conflicted. On the one hand, it could be an ambush. On the other, it could be a genuine offer to share knowledge. For several long moments he stood there and weighed the possibilities. He needed to further his studies and if the offer was genuine he thought it fair to assume that whoever was teaching it was knowledgeable. While he was sure he could afford to pass on the opportunity, was he wise to? Probably not. What would someone have to gain by ambushing travelers? It was a question he had to ask himself as he headed towards the caller. Perhaps it was a little paranoid to be thinking about such things, but it was better in his mind to plan for the worst so when the situation unfolded (inevitably better than the worst scenario) he could relax knowing full well he could handle himself should his worst fears come true. Malleus continued to mull over the what if's until he reached the clearing where the healer stood. He swept a calculating eye over the two wolves as he approached before allowing his gaze to settle on the bundles at the man's feet. So that was the teacher, eh? He was young. Very young, which Malleus found a little disappointing, but he would give the yearling a chance. It was entirely possible that he belonged to healers who'd raised him up in the same way he, Malleus, had been brought up around fighting. "I take it you're the healer?" His gaze drifted to the bundles again. "What do you have planned here?" |