Another raid. Halo knew the day was coming, but the question of when always hung over her head, around her shoulders. That was fine, though. This was fine. Believing that Hazel wasn't yet ready to return to actual combat duties, the pale healer kept the strong girl by her side, along with Dread and any of the pups that were so inclined. This was a way of life for the Armada, best they see it close up. That, and it was nice to have runners around to grab any additional odds and ends, so the experienced healers weren't tied up doing it themselves. The pirates had come deeper into the packlands than Halo was really comfortable with, and she arranged the healer's station to compensate.

The pale healer let go a call for any of the pack's additional healers, those that weren't already involved, to join her. Something told her that the next few hours, few days, would be awfully busy. All hands on deck, they'd need all the help they could get.

"Halo"

(If pups would like to collect healing points, Halo will send them to her den to retrieve things and whatnot. Any healers are welcome to jump in and reply so they can pick up healing points as well <3)

The raid had not gone well for the Armada wolves and the injured slowly make their way from the battlefield to where the healers wait. Blood coats Keahi’s face as she meanders along, eyes downcast as she ponders what this will mean for her and her budding relationship. Will Ruga still think she is still beautiful now that her face is scarred? The two red wolves have found something wonderful between them and she does not want to lose the big blacksmith because of her failings as a warrior.

Thoughts swirl in Keahi’s mind as the blood continues to seep from the jagged wounds on her right cheek, trailing down to her chin where they fall to the ground in thick, heavy drops. Pain flares along ruined nerve endings as she spies the white coat of Halo, one of the pack’s main healers, and the red wolf slowly moves toward her. Lifting her gaze from the ground, she dispels the worry from her mind and softly says, “Uh… can I get this looked out?”

A small smirk is on her lips as she turns her head to reveal the bleeding bites on her cheek, ready to do as the healer instructs.


"Keahi Mogotsi"