Moonspear i've seen evil reign over perfection

The invitation to sit, coupled with Terrance's eased posture, allowed Rannoch to relax as well. In reaction to the subtle shift in their dynamic, the Iota moved to make himself more comfortable. Though it was growing increasingly apparent that Rannoch had not been the reason for Terrance's visit, he was glad that the Epsilon decided to stick around. 

The raven-haired guardian showed off his battle scars, Rannoch appraised the raised knots of flesh with a newfangled respect. Whatever had happened, it seemed as though Terrance had gotten himself in one hell of a tussle. "They're impressive," replied Rannoch with a toothy grin, finding both a newfound appreciation and connection to his pack mate. But even as grand as they appeared, Rannoch could only imagine the recovery that was involved in getting Terrance to this point. Boldy, as the Iota was feeling comfortable in the Epsilon's company, he asked, "How did you get them?" as he wondered how similar their situations were. 

"Really?" replied Rannoch, apparently impressed by the factoid that the other wolf had shared. Curiously, he queried, "Did she ever tell you how exactly she learned?" Rannoch could only imagine that her quest for medicinal knowledge was a fascinating tale.