Sun Mote Copse If the world was ending you'd come over, right?

Bronco raised an eyebrow at Asa's comment about the landslide, and he tried to brush it off a bit, but then decided otherwise. "I was down by the river when it happened. A friend of mine got a bit roughed up by the wave it caused, but fortunately, nobody was seriously injured," He said, trying to sound as legit as possible when talking about what could have been a much larger disaster. He glanced off in the direction of the mountains, beyond the trees that bordered the pack, and found himself smiling. "We did get a free meal of mountain goat out of it, though," He reminisced, recalling that the landslide had had a critical effect on one they'd found, later, albeit half-buried. 

He felt like this guy had a story- and that he wasn't necessary to spill all the details, but that if Bronco played his cards right, he might be able to coax a bit more information out of him. He was looking for someone- someone he assumed to be a healer, and a traveller. "So...If you can find him, he might be able to heal your sister?" He asked. He was concerned, of course- he had only just reunited with his lost sister, and couldn't imagine having to face facts if she came down with a difficult illness. From the way he'd worded things, she either had an on-going illness, or one which had recently worsened, prompting him to go out in search of the healer. "Do you know his name? Or even just his last name...I also know of a pretty experienced healer who lives not too far away; surely your Ma wouldn't turn away a healer, if they knew what the problem was?" He'd mentioned that his mother's trust was limited to one wolf- but would she, in the end, choose that trust over curing her daughter, if another healer could be found? He could always point Asa in the direction of the Frosthawks, where Raven dwelled. Maybe she might know how to treat whatever illness it was that Asa's sister had.