Sawtooth Spire lichtgebunden

Hunter, guardian --- midwife? that was quite the concoction of skills one could acquire. gracious admired him for his durability, she had yet to truly hone in on one true skill. while any wolf could hunt or even fight, it took practice and a lot of failure to get better. she wondered about his trainings in silence for a moment. but when she thought back to midwife, gracious shot him a curious smile.

"it is so wonderful that you took up that job, you can't be squeamish when it comes to birth and whatnot" gracious didn't really bother herself with who can have what job. everyone was an equal to each other, that would never change in her head. equality meant allowing others to follow their jobs that suit them best, as well as giving everyone a fair chance to try something new. males were often never midwifes, due to the fact that it was just simply a more female-dominated area of care. there were hardly ever male healers to begin with! perhaps it was due to second nature between the genders, but often the line was blurred.

"how many litters have you helped with?" that was the true question. doing one or two was great, but delivering multiple would mean a certain level of skill and experience had been accumulated. mahler was becoming more and more interesting by the second.