Sleepy Fox Hollow My paws are tired

Rodyn smiled at the older male adding a tail wag. How do you fare Mahler sir? He had not met the wolf for long, but he had liked him all the same. And his knowledge of herbal remedies had been awe inspiring. Healing was not for Rodyn, he preferred to hunt, but that didn't mean he didn't understand the need for healing and find it just as fascinating as his own skills.

A question was asked in turn and Ro tried to answer there was no small way to explain his task. a few reasons.

He motioned to his shoulder. It wasn't as deep as it seemed, it was just painful to the touch and probably slightly infected, maybe not. He had tried to take care of it, had put cobwebs on it, kept it clean.

I was sent on a trader task from my leader. I am to offer my services as hunter, storyteller, newsbearer what have you to neighboring packs and the like. Learn new skills etc. However, at one of the packs despite my distance from the borders a child still called an alarm and i was set upon before it could be cleared up. I am hoping you are up for a trade. I am willing to share furs I don't need. Or hunt for you. In exchange for healing and possibly a stag hunt. one of my tasks is to get a a couple stag fur, and I am unable to do so alone.

Rodyn shuffled his paws suddenly self-conscious he had spoken way to much, and it didn't make much sense to him, but it couldn't be taken back either.