Crushed leaves alert her to your approach. A strange looking wolf emerges, smelling of blood and strong herbs. The remnants of them forming a sticky substance on her paws. Someone else emerges with a poultice ant hardly pays you mind.
“Hello, im the pack’s seer. I’m assuming you arent here because you’re hurt or are you?”
———>Siora sent me
tba
———>Im not hurt
”Then stop wasting my time.”
———>I came to learn
”Mmm, well i already have an apprentice but i may be able to show you a thing or two before you go. Come.” Not waiting for you, she heads toward what sounds like a creek.