The Sentinels Your feet run wild

Tansea listened, feeling her face warm as she realized this pack had adequate healers already. Perhaps they could be in use of another one. At least the woman was smiling, that was an indecation of friendliness if she knew one. 

"I am Tansea. My friends call me Tansy. I learned from an elder and applied her teachings to my last pack," Tansea answered, not sure if she was supposed to have a specific type of healing. She had learned as much as she could, and considered herself well versed in healing.