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It had been some time since Aureli had traveled with anyone else, let alone two wolves at the same time. And never before had one of those wolves been a layperson. The last had been Yellowcat, with whom he'd paired up to study a plague in the far west. Before that it had been Ulysses, and his master's friend Nandi, who had taught him midwifery as they traveled with her along her usual circuit.

With the season fast approaching, Aureli had decided to start with midwifery right off the bat. He would likely need Delos as an assistant in such matters very soon, and so they were working to identify the different plants that Aureli might ask him to fetch, and their different purposes, properties, and preparation.

All told, they had not had time for hunting. He was grateful, then, when they reunited with Leto to find dinner already felled. Grateful — but uncertain, too. A healer oughtn't be cared for in this way. It was fine for Delos, who was still young, but for himself...

"Go ahead," he encouraged, gesturing for the boy to precede him to the meal. He took the bundle of herbs they'd gathered from the boy and tucked them away against a nearby rock.

His gaze found its way to Leto.

"We'll be approaching the first pack very soon," he said, making awkward conversation. "Do you know anything else about them?"