Dawnlark Plains I'm gone for a week and this happens!

Skraeling misunderstood; grovelling came quite naturally to her, and so she didn't noticed that she was doing anything too unusual. Thus, she could only assume Pema meant working toward her assigned trade. "But Mister Grayday said I should do whatever I can to help you. Really, I need to learn," she assured the older wolf, ears pressing forward in earnest desire. It was not just that she needed, but that she wanted very badly to be of use to the pack.

Pema seemed inclined to continue the lesson after that. Skraeling beamed at her and settled in to listen, her expression falling into one of delayed understanding as several days of unexplain illness finally found reason.