Swiftcurrent Creek His eyes betray his thoughts.[IC Joining]

A lot of pack mates? His eyes flashed with worry. What if his abilities proved to not be needed?

"W-Well, in my last pack, I was trained to go on scouting missions, mostly. But all the yearlings are trained with basic medical ability... Not anything too big. I only know how to wrap a wound in cobweb and patch it with yarrow to keep it from getting infected, but that's all... I, er, I was very fast and held good stamina compared to my old pack mates. And I was trained for stealthy operations, too..."

Scout flicked his ears nervously, choosing his words carefully and trying not to sound too desperate. He needed to get into a pack, and soon. He feared he wasn't eating enough on-the-run. He was losing more than he could keep up with.