Ravensblood Forest easy | lucky | free

Maybe @Palisander wants to try his hand at healing too?

It seemed that her comrades had a past similar to her own – fluid and unable to claim heritage to any single land, territory or pack. From far away they flew, unattached to the ground beneath them. It was a respectable lifestyle [if it was voluntarily chosen by the vassal in question]. Living without the amenity of a consistent pack developed a streetwise and independent wolf, experience and capable of living a vivid and free lifestyle. The femme was acutely away of Dakarai’s troubled past [could ‘troubled’ even beginto describe it?] but Chusi strayed away from divulging the minutiae of her story. Nonetheless, it was an intriguing trio of wanderers wandering, who all somehow found themselves dedicated to the same family. Olive nodded, silently affirming them that she shared a similar, vague allegory.

Then Chusi proffered a meal and Olive’s deliriously euphoric heart wrapped the girl in an imaginary hug. Olive was not hungry [nor did she eat very much or very often anyways], but the nymph would always accept food that she, herself, did not have to kill. It was one of the greatest kindnesses a wolf could do unto her, regardless of whether Chusi was cognizant of it or not. Plus, she wanted dearly for Dakarai to consume his fill and fuel a speedy convalescence. Prayers and meditation and crystals and astrology could only provide internal healing – food was the sustenance that stitched wounds together and mended them speedily.

“My friend, you have been exceedingly charitable with your time, as well as your attention... And again, you demonstrate your kindness! I would be remiss to decline such an offer.”