Firestone Hot Springs I need a lullaby, a kiss goodnight

To hear that the boy's father might not mind assistance being given was unexpected, as well as curious. She wondered exactly what type of group the child was apart of, for never had she'd encountered someone whose homeland was in the business of offering help to those outside their ranks. Despite that, she still could not accept his help, for his age was sure to mean a lack of experience. He confirmed such thoughts, too, at the mention of practicing more. "Practicing beforehand would be an excellent thing to do," the yearling noted, well aware of the dangers that came with being treated by those who were inexperienced. When she'd been younger, it had been easy for her to find willing patients to treat, but that was only due to the gift she'd been born with. For others, however, she'd witnessed great struggles befall them. "When you are older and have acquired more skills, perhaps we could arrange to meet once more and share techniques with one another." She had an aptitude for treating those ill and injured, and was pleased each and every time she'd met with someone who shared that interest.

Having been engulfed by the conversation with the hatchling, she'd remained oblivious to the darkening of the sky above. It was only when it'd been pointed out to her that her mind was dragged back to the present, and she was struck with a sudden need to return to her temporary point of settlement. "I wish you safe travels," she voiced, smiling after the younger wolf as he took his leave. She could tell he was in a much better mood, and was happy to have been able to assist in the brightening of his day. Once his form had put a decent bit of distance between them, Asterr set off towards the woods with Leo as her sole destination.