Blacktail Deer Plateau court dramas

"I guess I liked how Blue healed junior..." the boy pondered out loud. Pura sneaked a quick sideways glance at his companion and confirmed that yes, Valtyr was all legs. At his age, Pura was well on his way to resembling a fully fledged adult. He considered offering a consoling white lie - a valid social tool whose purpose Pura understood, but it was rarely offered. "Skinny wolves have jobs too," he said instead, pausing to stare into the trees after an unfamiliar scent wafted past. It had the same sweet smell as rotting flesh, and he inhaled it deeply. "You can be an outrider. Or Blue will teach you to heal."

Perhaps Pura would be invited to spend more time with the pups if his own charge entered into Blue Willow's service..