(Just Nomen)

Nomen surpassed his surpirse when Noola, no, Noolu corrected her name. "Oh, I'm sorry dear. My memory has alwasy been a little bit ditsy. Here and there, you know?" he said to her, before letting her continue on. 'Mmm, I might have a Healer after all.' he thought to himself as he listened carefully to the Fae's words.

"Well, you know that the Healer heal's? Obviously. Well, the Oracle is also the Healer, but they tend to be special. You see, it is said that they recieve Prophecies, Messages as they are also called. The Oracle is the only one in the Pack to recieve them, and only that wolf, will be able to discern their true meaning." Nomen said, smiling down on the Fae.

"You wouldn't by and chance, be hoping to become the Healer/Oracle now would you?" he asked, his eyes calm and serene, with a hint of kindness and slight sympathy reflected in their shiny light.

(Nomen)

Nomen smiled again as Noolu answered, nervous, yes, but at least she was being brave enough to even ask. "Yes, well. Any wolf is a friend of mine. Thank you for having the courage to ask. Half the wolves around here look at me as if I'm trying to eat them. It feels good to know that I'm only a wolf. I'm not a fricking super hero after all." he replied. This was true, many wolves around here had been staring at him like he had two heads or something. All Nomen wanted was to be considere normal.

He stood up again, and jumped down from the Healers Den. "Um, attention everyone. I'm going to assign hunting groups for the big feast later tonight. Could Angel, and Starr please awaken the rest of the pack, and I will tell who is going to be doing what." He says, nodding his head lightly at the end.