Visting the *Achoo* Healer

"Yeah, because it would be the most ideal thing in the world to kill the wolf that could keep my cold from possibly progressing into a horrible virus." Somnia teased, flashing Ashton a wolfy grin of her own.

She realized that she felt oddly comfortable around him. Maybe it was due to the fact that he wasn't straight up on manners and speech, like most of the wolves Somnia grew up around. The way he had given the alpha pair nicknames at the pumpkin event, he would of been dead meat if he had done that to her parents.

"What's the purple plant for?" Somnia inquired, gesturing to the plant Ashton had brought out with him. She sniffed it, seeing if she could tell anything about it from the scent. Nope, she wasn't a healer. Not the slightest idea of what it did, or where it came from.