Moonspear We're not gonna fall

He smiled when Heldi announced she was all better, and he hoped that she wasn't stretching the truth. She would have scars, yes, though he wondered if she would heal enough to not have a limp. It wouldn't bother him in the least, but he knew Heldi was active in the pack, and might sell herself short if she didn't feel one hundred percent. That's great! he responded. 

She asked about his eyes, and he turned them to her, locking his gaze with hers. All better, he said with a grin. He no longer had headaches or eyeaches when he went out in the sunlight, and he was able to see just as well as he had before the accident. He knew he was lucky to have recovered so well, and it was part of the reason why he was so determined to get back in the swing of things. The pack had sustained him when he wasn't able to do so for himself, and he was grateful for that.

He stopped momentarily to sniff a piece of earth, but found no scents to be wary of. Still, he placed his own marking over it before continuing on. He figured he'd set the pace slow, not in any hurry since he had nothing to do after this. Did you hear about Lazarus? he asked Heldi. He wasn't sure how up to date she was on that.