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He had not been expecting to run into anyone but by a stroke of luck he had managed to bump into Portia, the one wolf who could cure him of whatever illness had swept through his body. He was weary of her, but with Chessur gone there were no other medically proficient wolves among them and it left him with no option but to ask her for help. Besides, he had been meaning to ask her something for a while now but had never got around to actually having a conversation with her. 

He gave a small smile in return to her chuff and glanced down at the herbs she had been carrying. "I've been meaning to ask a favor of you" he said while turning back to focus on his patrol.