Redhawk Caldera towers

The journeyman trailed behind the two as they chatted, ears flicking here and there as he shamelessly listened in on the conversation.

He knew very little of the world of healers - it was a useful skill no doubt, but it had always gone in one ear and out the other. He much preferred being the patient.

In his birth pack, healing was very much women's work. He was sure that his father would have been horrified to see him so much as sniff a flower, then again what Cinar did was considered women's work too. All talk, no claws. An exception had been made for his lack of scent. But for all of his reflection after the shock of just how different the Teekon Wilds were.. it still sparked his curiosity to see a male healer.

Then again, he had the attitude to be of a different kind of persuasion as far as Cinar could tell. That would make a lot of sense.