Phoenix Maplewood Remembering

Reek's interest was decidedly peaked in their conversation. For starters, it was about his second favorite subject, plants. Secondly, he had the opportunity to talk about himself and his own endeavors... his absolute favorite subject.  There had always been a selfish quality to the alpha male, a definite level of pomp and grandeaur that he ascribed to his life despite the fact that there was little of either in reality. He held his head proudly and grinned devilishly at the newbie.

"Oh, no..." replied Reek to her question. Healing as an art-form required a teacher. While practical application and experiance was important in developing the skill, one couldn't throw plants at wounds without proper guidance and expect a wolf to heal. "My mother taught me most of what I know. After she died, the rest I've learned has been through practical application."

"How 'bout you kid?" he asked. "Who taught you?"