The second alpha of the Armada was one of the Warlord's sons, one she'd had yet to meet. He was one of Mort's brothers, and Halo found herself hoping that they had their kindness and gentle nature in common. Still, it didn't prevent the small amount of anxiety she felt when it came to meeting someone new for the first time. Though everyone had been great so far, there was still a concern that they wouldn't take well to the small, soft creature. No matter. She had a job to do.

Straightening her posture and calming her breathing, the girl readied her basket of things she might need. Herbs that would be a quick fix for any aches and pains, antiseptic that could be applied to any wounds that were fresh or healing poorly, and beneath all of the necessary things, she stashed some dried, sweet berries for the children-- just in case. Sometimes it helped to have an incentive to be still while Halo did her work, after all. The tenderhearted girl left her raccoon friend in charge of the fire, and set off in the direction of the secondary alpha's den.

The mid afternoon sun shone softly on her shoulders. The day was cooler than the others had been, lately, and for that she was glad. If he wasn't in, she'd move onto the next charge on her list and return later. Trying to keep the quiver from her voice as best she could, Halo called out for the man as she approached. "Azure? It's Halo... Sirius has asked me to do checkups on everyone in the pack, if now is a good time." Of course, if he wasn't in (or near enough to hear), she'd look dumb talking to nothing but... well, that wasn't the thought in her head right now.

"Halo"

Azure's mornings as of late had been devoted to his children, guiding their young minds and bodies the only way he knew how - rigorous training. The sun was high in the sky by the time he dismissed the puppies, declaring to the young alpha that he was late for his scheduled patrol. Azure directed his companions ahead - planning to catch up to them once he'd gathered his equipment - but was forced to pause as a voice rang out calling his name. With a wrinkling of his muzzle the behemoth stalked from his den, catching the near-stranger's nervous gaze with his own. Already Azure had next-to-no faith in healers, especially when one of their brightest medics had failed him in providing proper birth control to his fiancée. If it were up to him he'd have sent the girl away, though he was not one to contradict his father. "Get on with it, then." He insisted, impatience clear in his tone. "Speech"

Azure's eye contact was searing, and the tenderhearted girl set to work as quickly as possible. He lacked the warmth that his brother had shown, and it set Halo a bit more on edge than she'd already been. That was okay. Halo focused intently on her task at hand. "I need you to go through a full range of motion on each of your legs please. Let me know if you feel any clicking or popping, or pain," she moved to his right shoulder first, so she could watch the way he moved. Halo noted the presence of spurs, like Basilisk had. Unlike with the children, she trusted the adults to go through the full range without being guided. "How has your sleep been?" She would speed things up, allow for multi-tasking. Still, her gaze was trained on the man's joints as he moved. From one to the next, she'd move clockwise around him.

"Are you experiencing any aching, stiffness, or pain? Both when you're active and when you're at rest." The words were quiet, voice soft. "Are you having any difficulties with bodily functions?" This was probably more tactfully than how she'd asked Sirius, but she was far less comfortable with the second Armada alpha. "Do you have any wounds that are open, or any that are draining after scabbing over?" Halo was also inspecting the man closely as she spoke. "Are you eating well?"

As she returned to the shoulder she'd started with, Halo cast one more glance to Azure. "Is it okay if I touch your side?" Consent was important, and Halo wouldn't act without it. "We're almost done," she assured him. "Do you have adequate contraception? And do you have any questions for me?" The pale healer wasn't aware of the circumstances under which the previous litter had been conceived. Still, it was better to check in and offer, in her eyes.

"Halo"

Azure watched the healer carefully as she spoke, searching her eyes and body language for the fear and submission he'd hoped to see there. Unfortunately healers - while often soft, squishy types - often borrowed confidence from their trade, and Azure sighed as the she-wolf fell into a well rehearsed assessment, seemingly unaffected. He did as he was bid, lifting his limbs forward and back, and to the side as best as they were able to display the range of motion each appendage had. Each movement felt natural without discomfort or pain, but Halo had only requested his voice if there was something concerning. His final limb was replaced back upon the ground and he remained silent, watching as the wolf stalked investigative circles around him. Her first question came and the man grunted his reply. "I don't sleep." The Long Night had done a number upon the Armada Champion, driving him into nearly-insanity as it had reached his brain. One unfortunate symptom of it had been a crippling fear of the dark - one Azure was still trying to get over, now that he was healed. Her questions continued, one after another and growing more personal the more she spoke. "No." Az gave in reply once, twice, three times, and then a fourth time as she continued her inquiry. It took him a brief moment to realize he'd spaced out during the fourth question, giving the wrong (and more concerning) answer. "I mean, yes, I'm eating fine." She requested to touch him and his brow raised in a silent reply. Did healers typically ask permission before doing their jobs? Azure wasn't sure, but he did suddenly have an urge to show her how little he cared for that kind of consent. "Fine." He sighed, gesturing with one mutated paw for her to approach him to have her hands on inspection. To her next question he gave a bark of a laugh, though the humor was drained of it. "Your predecessor seems fairly confident that contraception is ineffective on me." Had he known the woman more, he might have shared how the last healer he'd seen had accused his testicles of being as mutated as the rest of him. While the idea was laughable, it did somehow explain Basilisk. Speaking of his children. "I'm more interested in the health of my sons and daughters, when you get to their check-ups. As well as the health of my fiancé and my mother." "Speech"

Halo's panic was well concealed, at least for now. If she needed to go off script... well, then it would be another story. His silence as he moved each limb, each joint, was a good sign. His range of motion was good, and as far as Halo could tell, there was nothing to be concerned about. With the size of the wolves here, their joints would always be a concern. Size, mass, in and of itself, meant more wear and tear. At his response, her brow furrowed much as it had with Sirius. Like father, like son. "Sleep is important, not just for your brain but also so your body can adequately recover from training and continue building muscle," she explained softly, though Halo knew that he probably knew that. "I'm going to bring some tea by later, it doesn't need to be heated, but one cup before bed should be helpful." The tenderhearted healer looked up at Azure for a moment as she spoke, checking for shades of understanding and hoping that he'd be receptive to the suggestion. Still, she'd move on before he could argue or protest.

No, concern shone in her soft gaze, until the champion changed his answer. Halo let go of the breath she'd been holding, nodding once-- relief. "Let me know if you feel any discomfort," the pale girl's touch ran softly down each of Azure's sides. She felt for each rib, assessing for cracks and damage. "Take as deep a breath as you can, then let it out, please." It was a soft directive, her touch not leaving his side-- first one, and then the other. Halo both listened and felt for any abnormalities, especially concerned about any potential crackling. Though less likely in the summer months, it had been damp lately.

Halo stepped back from the champion, he gaze thoughtful. Contraception being ineffective... hm. "I'll get back to you within the week on that, then." She assured him quietly. The pale girl would speak with someone who had more knowledge in the realm of reproductive health than she did. Not all healers could have complete knowledge of all things, after all. Halo had been fascinated by joints and the workings of the mind, and she was still learning about other advanced practices.

Azure asked of his children, his mother, and his fiancée. "Do you have any specific concerns about any of them?" Azure saw each far more frequently than Halo did, and if he had worries, then she'd start there in her examination. The tenderhearted girl figured that, at least when it came to the adults in his life, confidentiality was something that went without saying. She would, however, be able to offer a full report on the children. Still, all things she figured that Azure was aware of.

After his answer, Halo would nod and gather her basket. "Thank you for your time." The girl offered a polite dip of her head, submissive nature back on the forefront. "If you ever need me, just call and I'll be there." Halo assured Azure before ducking her head once more and disappearing to her next patient.

"Halo"