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Some might argue that it had never really emptied. From fires (both of this world and others) to bears and men bedraggled by river bends, she seemed to never have any shortage of patients to tend to. Part of Solvi fretted she would run out of herbs and supplies before spring returned, but she knew in her heart that she had spent much of the productive seasons coaxing the earth for its medicinal blessings - Dawnbreak was prepared.
All the same, she would be glad to see the snow and ice give way to greenery and life.
With her rounds complete, Solvi settled in for a midday nap several lengths from her infirmary and den - not so far she could not be reached by a call from her patients, but distanced enough they had some degree of privacy. She didn't like to make those in her care feel as though they were being watched like a hawk, even if they were. One ear was cocked in their direction even as she lay with her chin settled across her pale paws and her hip turned so that her hind legs could slant atop one another.
Across her shoulders, Bjarki sprawled in the hold of his own slumber, striped tail hanging across his canine charge's side.
A chuff lifted to the air from a familiar voice and Solvi cracked one green-blue eye open, immediately settling on the Sun-wolf. Warmth reached her features as a smile pooled across her lips, her head rising from folded paws as she regarded her packmate.
Sólúlfur,Solvi greeted her after a sleepy yawn.
Are you well?Her gaze looked the storm-colored wolf over in her practiced way, but found nothing amiss. A social call, then?
Or just looking for company?She tried - yet failed - to not look so hopeful for impending socialization.
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