You wander into a large cave with herbs hanging from the ceiling, it smells like honey and rain in here. A rustling comes from behind, and as you look to the entrance a huge, brown wolf waddles in with a mouth entirely full of herbs.
"Hmmph." He grunts at you, gesturing you to move as he shuffles towards a crudely made shelf of rocks teeming with other herbs. As he sets his load down, he turns to you licking his nose to get the taste of bearberries out of his mouth. "Y'all right?"
His deep voice and southern accent surprise you, and he seems like a busy wolf. You nod your head before looking back towards the exit.
"Mm'kay. Come back if yer' hurt, otherwise git." His striking blue eyes go back to the herbs he brought it, as he starts to sift through it with his paws and organizes them. As you're close to the vine covered entrance, you hear him tell you one last thing. "Name's Healin'Leaf, think you should know if yer visitin'. I'm the only one ta' be fixin' ya, up til' HerbPaw gets older."
You hum an "alright" before leaving to the clearing again, getting slightly tripped up as a snow-white wolf with grey eyes comes barreling past you into the den, shouting to her future mentor about finding a cool stick.
Herbalist 
Herbalist