Set around midday. @Odin

It had been well over a month since the pack meeting. During that time Daesamar had been a bit lazy in seeking out help in learning about the healer’s trade. The youth had dragged himself along the past month, constantly thinking about things,  from his past, and the future, would would he stand in a year from how? Not knowing what could be held there had left him depressed a bit. It hadn’t lasted for long though and now Daesamar walked around with his head held just a bit higher than before, his smile returning in time.

Trekking along the pack’s borders gave the large wolf plenty of time to think and he had come to a decision finally. Tilting her silver flecked muzzle up toward the sky, he let out a long howl for Odin. It finally time to start talking to the male lead, his curiosity had finally ignited and now Daesamar wanted to speak with the man, and see if he could learn about the healer’s trade. Looking around, he found an old fallen log and he settled down against it, looking out over the borders as he waited.