Bearclaw Valley your dark splendor

It took everything in him not to flinch at Merrick's words. It had not occurred to the healer that he might have been wrong about Merrick's intentions - he was just so sure that he was going to do something. But maybe Evien should've given it more consideration.

If he wasn't wrong, though... he was condemning these pups to death.

Defeated and resigned, all the healer could manage was a slow nod of his head, green eyes turning off to the side before he walked past both of the other boys and limped his way up into his den, vanishing into the darkness and stopping to stare at the makeshift racks he had made to store his herbs.