Swiftcurrent Creek Those love songs break your heart.

Curtis is out playing on his dirt bike.. so I'm enjoying some alone time and RP! Primarily doodling layouts for RoW and stalking Wolf. ;)

Gold seemed to spill from her lips -- the moment the word 'healer' pressed past the delicate beauty's muzzle, Scimitar's eyes shifted to Bazi, who in turn was thinking the same as him. Unaware that Razo had knowledge in the art of healing, it would have meant little to Scimitar anyhow. As far as he was concerned, the male was of little use to the pack -- Scimitar rarely came across him.

Giving Bazi a noncommittal grunt that did show agreement, the male shifted away from the ivory regal, closing the distance between himself and the other. He moved slower, rolling his injured shoulder to her -- the wound itself had broken open once more, the gouge deep from Jace's angry jaws. It would scar -- that much was certain, but the inability to remain closed and the puss that had formed was of concern to Scimitar. What good would he be with a lame shoulder? "How would you fix this, then," he questioned lightly, his eyes drifting back to Bazi as he blatantly put a test to their newcomer.