Redtail Rise Life in a bubble I blew

Dra-ag was certainly a strange wolf; at least, she struck Reek as so. The way she walked the line between utter genius and insipid vapidity was nearly jarring. Reek didn't know what quite to think and soon found himself - in his confusion - repeating her name, complete with syllable split down the middle. "Dra-aaaag," he repeated, making sure to add extra stress at the split.

Her own confusion was evident in the way she pursed her lips. Apparently, she was no healer, nor did even know what a healer did. "A healer is someone who works with plants— heals the sick..." Reek shrugged. "Fixes the broken." It was quite ironic in Reek's mind how as a healer, he had broken far more than he had fixed; most notably his family. "I'm a healer. I assumed you were too since I heard you spout the classification for Hemlock." Even if Dra-aaaag didn't know the uses to specific plants, perhaps she could still be of use.