Altar of Twilight You believe me like a god

His tail waved again, pleased, but it was clear he still held reservations. He gave a single nod of acknowledgement, and then settled a little lower, his gaze intensifying.

"There is an oath that all healers of the guild must make," he warned the boy. "First, to do no harm to other wolves — though while you are learning, we can make some exceptions. Second, to always help when you find other wolves in need of your skills. And third, to dedicate your life to healing entirely. This, again, is somewhat flexible while you are learning. We will still need to teach you all the skills you will need to survive.

"You must ask yourself now, Delos, if you could commit yourself to these oaths for a year. If you are interested in committing yourself for a lifetime."

He eyed the boy quite solemnly.

"It is not the path for everyone," he cautioned, though his tone was gentler, now. Kind. "I believe you well suited. I would be honored to take you on as my apprentice. But you must choose carefully. I will expect your commitment and your compliance, if you agree."