Redsand Canyon Parádeigma

The conversation the day before had made Aquene question a lot of things… was she meant to just be a healer? She had never considered that she might be able to do more. This was all she had ever been trained to do. She hunted… herbs. She knew how to hunt prey too, of course, but usually the men of the pack had taken care of that while she and the other women were busy tending to the children or tending to the wounded. While her birth pack had not been an outright military outpost, her father Karpos had been a man who quickly put down war by proving that their pack would win in the end.
 
She was coming out of the herbal den she had been creating and sleeping in when she saw the man, an Auxilia if she had to suppose. She assumed everyone was an Auxilia until something gave an indication to the contrary. “Hi! Are you an Auxilia?” It never hurt to double check. “Would you mind escorting me down to far end of the canyon? It’s a bit of a venture but there are some herbs I need to collect for my stores.” She felt safer taking someone who was actually trained in combat with her. As she had told the Imperator, she had never so much as sparred in her life.