Their greeting aside, the mood quickly turned to take a more serious note. Often she was glad to recall the faces of others well, and more civilly, met in a more favoring light. Though in this instance, she was quickly reminded that their engagement was strict and cordial. Little more than that. And of course, she played to it accordingly without contest.
Her smile did not wane yet the weight of her fatigue was apparent, pulling down her usual exuberance when she shook her head in reply. "All are well," she shared quietly. No sirens risen in the late hours of the night, allowing her to assume that her statement was true, until investigated further. Also, she believed that had the worst befallen the frail healer, she would have heard of it from her mate as well as the whole of creation. As for the latter, "No sickness as far as I know." Her shoulders rounded in thought. Her own troubles were negligible when compared to the pack. "Though I do have the bones you requested. Our last few hunts were giving..." |