Totoka River everloving

Although there was no reason to submit in such a neutral territory as Totoka River, Ivev felt her tail curled inwards, brushing the inside of her left calf. She felt a wave of respect for this acclaimed alphess, who had treated Ivev with innate dignity, and the white wolf allowed her shoulder muscles to unwind. Stavanger Bay was most likely the pack Ivev had scented along the coast, although she had always skirted the borders.

When the female spoke of medicine, Ivev's triangular receptors perked up visibly. She hadn't come across a healer besides Ukiuk, and Serpent knows where they had gone.

So you're a healer? she queried with interest, peering more avidly at Thistle. She did carry some underlying scents of mint and other fragrant plants, one usually could attribute to sleeping in a patch. The arctic creature was coming more and more out of her shell, feeling comfortable in the mellow presence of the seal-hued female.