The howl was heard – Phineas, who had once taken great pride in his lands, found it hard to muster himself forward. Not because he did not want to defend his borders, nor because he did not want his pack to thrive. But because the mother of his children had left them, and in turn, he was loathe to let them out of his sight.

With a silent nudge to each child’s cheek, the ivory regal strode away, his strides lengthy as he attempted to hurry this specific task up.. if only to return to the pack’s pups as quickly as possible before they found themselves in too much trouble. They were at a prime age where curiosity was a strong driver, and he would be damned if one of his children joined his lost son to the heavens so soon.

He found her then – a darker form of chocolate and ebony, though the sway she had stirred a light frown to his usual stoical features. He ushered a sharp bark as he moved closer, his stance lifting to a natural dominance before he stopped several paces before her. She appeared unwell – or, perhaps, she was simply always this disheveled. He was finding it harder and harder to read strangers and their true intentions.. so many times he had been given a story only to have them disappear within a month. What had become apparent to the male over the last few days was that the pack needed to be rebuilt – it had risen high in its initial birth, with strong wolves such as Zia, Inkheart and Lucero among their ranks. Now, they were but strangers.

What brings you to Magnolia Glen borders?

Her request was surprising -- his eyes wearily regarded the female as she spoke, his ears sliding back to his skull as he considered the task at hand. At one point, he might have extended sympathy toward her. Now, all she did was pose a problem on his borders -- and one he did not have an answer to. His own life had crumbled down. His children were now motherless, and the packs numbers were dwindling at a rate he feared. Now, a she-wolf with no recollection of who she was asked him for a healer. He could not even fix his own problems -- what made her think he could fix hers?


"We have no healer her, I'm sorry," he stated, his tail giving a light sway in the air as he considered the options she had. Phineas was not so callous as to simply walk away from her -- but nor was he impressed at the situation he found himself in. Would she be a danger to his family?


"There's only one other pack on this side of the mountains besides us. I don't know if they have a healer, nor are we on friendly terms with them. If you go across the mountains, a she-wolf by the name of Elettra is extremely talented in the matter. She leads a pack called Willow Ridge." It was the best he could offer her -- after all, she had only requested for medical attention.. not for anything else. "Be wary though. The trip is lengthy, and the mountain can be unforgivable at times."