King Elk Forest I could even learn how to love

"I suppose she can!--oh, but what a lonely life!" he insisted, plucking her innermost thoughts directly from the confines of her mind (without even knowing).  Ravinger clicked his tongue and narrowed his eyes a bit in a show of amusement. "I would say you could teach me a thing or two, but I believe I only have the capacity to learn songs." It was a funny thought, the idea of Ravinger learning how to heal.  He would certainly give a wolf the wrong herbs and make them worse.  With his luck, he would likely kill them.  No, at the end of the day, it was better for Cynefrid to handle the healing.

As the Sawbone began to inspect his paw, he relished in the nearness.  She had a sweet smell about her -- always had -- and he would it intoxicating.  Ravinger enjoyed her proximity and couldn't stop his tail as it began to wag.  Grinning, to Cynefrid, he said with full, oafish sincerity, "The only pain I have in my heart, is when I am away from you."