Haunted Wood Like a Forgotten Song

At the nickname he chuckled, agreeing with the Title. "She'll need to get a handle on that temper. I know a wolf or two who died because of their own." It wasn't a threat and he made sure the tone of his voice was that of a teacher rather than an agressor. He hadn't been in Nix's pack more than a year or so, but Nix's way of teaching worked fast. 
At the pups uncertain reply he nodded. "Comphrey root. Bonset too to help any fractures. Wash it in cool water a few times a day- an infection there could be fatal. If I knew you better I would share tongues." He shrugged, admitting his lack of a grudge. This was a pup and he saw more of himself in the kid than he'd like to admit. 

The kid's eager response took him back, and he blinked a moment, before nodding. "You'll be up at dawn. Every day. We'll work until noon at various things. I will not go easy on you. If you mess up, you will know discipline." He leveled his gaze at the pup, the flash in his eye filled with the intensity of a trained- and skilled- warrior. 
At the pups next string of word vomit he shifted, giving a Curt nod. Having rank would be nice again- Lead Warrior or perhaps even Beta. "I only have loyalty to one wolf other than myself, and that is my Alpha. So long as you continue to prove yourself capable, You have my alliegance." He answered, his voice somewhat cold.