Morningside Cuesta Soul Survivor

Soleon stared at him a bit as he was inspected. He didn't think much about the meeting. It was common to meet others of his kind and it seemed as he drew closer to packs, even the loners, seemed to commune. Regardless of status they were social creatures. 

 "Nice to meet you," His smile began to taper off as he shed the moss thrown over his back and realized it had made him quite dirty. Remnants clung to him and he wrinkled his nose. It was a dirty job sometimes. 

 "Who's your brother?" So far Soleon had seemed to develop a knack for attracting or finding relatives of his acquaintances. Perhaps he could help. Though, that became a far fetched thought. Soleone figured he was running out in the luck department. Oh well. 

 "I collect plants. I'm a medic," Well, that was far-fetched too. He still had a lot to learn. It seemed like an endless task to familiarize one's self with all of the useful things the world had to offer. Especially when it came to plants and herbs. The point was he was dedicated to his studies and training. He was confident he could probably save a life, or simply delay the inevitable, "I'm just figuring out different uses and what the best ones for certain jobs are,"