Firefly Glen frosty the snowman

He craned his neck toward the den right beside the patch. "If I ignore it so close to my sleeping quarters" Holland began with a lifted brow "the pack would think I am quite a lazy healer." Which was his way of saying yes, he would come back every now and again to clear the snow. Check the soil. Make sure the buds were going to grow correctly come spring.

He noticed she had a penance for sitting still and listening. Also good, but he didn't think Lunaria would be a student for him. She seemed into hunting and while she was a good listener he didn't think she had but a passing curioisity. Would he ever find a student? Holland had been one before, and had liked the experience and knowledge it brought. And he supposed outside of hunting, he knew nothing about the woman before him.

"Aside from hunting; what other things do you do?"