Firefly Glen You’ve been let down

"You're not a healer" Holland's words were blunt but not unkindly. His ears swirled back on top of his head, staring at Keres. "I don't expect you to run around knowing everything." They were only wolves. They could only focus on what was given and interested to them. He grunted, glancing at the herbs again. Was this his way of trying to cheer her up? He wouldn't ever admit it.

The man gave another grunt, nodding his head. "Moonspear is friendly with the Glen, then?" he asked Keres. He had to know their alliances sooner or later. "what other packs do you associate with?" And how many were there in this world, this wild Teekon... If he knew the whole amount, he'd say that was too much. He was used to maybe four or six.