always learning
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The thought made him smile, but his attention was caught by the sound of Solitude’s voice. He was soaring high above his head, and his keen eyes were quick to pick up the stranger on the border. Rhyme heard the outsider right after the raven’s warning call.
Of course the alpha was curious, and loped easily in the same direction he had been going anyway.
A black and white man waited for him, standing almost a foot shorter than himself. He didn’t have a warrior’s stance, and was that… a weasel on his back? Solitude landed on his back as he closed the distance remaining between himself and the newcomer.
”Greetings, stranger. Good morning, what business have you with Abaven?”
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Rhyme lowered his head in a greeting nod before speaking again. ”Rhyme.” He felt the sting of pain in his heart again, he was still getting used to that hole. ”I’m not aware of having sent for anyone, but it's possible my Alpha partner, Shaye did.” He looked Leonce over once more, not noticing any familiar scents. Solitude flapped his wings impatiently at Rhyme’s shoulders. ”Do you remember where you came from?” He’d said ‘down here’ had he come from the north?
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North and white. He thought for a moment, there was Acere that could have pointed him in this direction. They did indeed offer healing lessons. They were just as talented as the hunters of Abaven. ”Was his name, Acere?” He asked curiously. ”Are you a healer in training?” Rhyme continued with another question, though he wondered if he’d trust the man to be his own doctor.
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He did want to learn about healing as well, though the next question was a little more direct. Could he continue his explorations as a pack wolf? Rhyme nodded in affirmation. "Indeed." He answered simply as his haunches lowered to the ground. "Abaven has a specific rank for our more adventurous wolves." if he remembered correctly Caelestis had occupied said rank.
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The black and white man would be the first wolf Rhyme had accepted on his own into Abaven. He was the second, and especially recently, wanted to run decisions by Shaye before he did anything. The man still didn’t trust himself, and though his outward confidence was returning he had little faith in himself.
”You’re both welcome in Abaven.” He answered, eyeing the little ferret again. ”I’ll give you the temporary rank of Sappling for now. We will have a conversation with Shaye, the lead alpha, to determine if you’ll be assigned a mentor, or added to the skilled ranks.” Rhyme told the man, as he wondered if he should call for Shaye or show him around Abaven first. ”I’ll give you a quick tour, and we can meet up with her over a meal afterwards.”