Broken Boulder Heaven sent, hell proof

She called the plant 'goldenrod' and went on to explain what it was for. When she motioned towards her injured leg, he couldn't stop the anger that settled in his chest at the memory of how she had acquired that injury. He didn't think the anger would lessen anytime soon.

As he had suspected, she confirmed she was the pack's healer, or caretaker as she called it. She seemed knowledgeable about her trade; once again proving her strength despite the shitty hand life had dealt her. 

"I was thinking I'd work towards mercenary and hunter. Mercenary because, well, it fits me and hunter because that was my main responsibility in my old pack." he said in response to her question. He smiled at her before adding, Thank you for offering to help. I''m up for whatever you want to do." His tail wagged slowly in response to hers, and he gave her a lop-sided grin.