He had been dutifully tending to her, he was thinking maybe it was time he talked to his mom about maybe learning a bit of healing. She was the best of the best after all, who better to learn from than her? He knew the basics, like what herbs helped pain, soothed most stomach aches and how to properly use and apply aloe. It was just the basics, he didn’t know it extensively, Zeltzin was the one who spent a year or two learning from her while he learned to fight with his dad. Shiloh learned from his mom though she knew a fair bit of healing, he thought. She helped take care of the wound on his shoulder from that boar over a year ago now. Still a scar was on his shoulder, and he didn’t think the scar would ever fully dissipate. It didn’t matter. He did it for her and that made it worth it.

When he called to her he expected her to invite him in. It had been the process since she got so sick, he never invited himself, though he knew she probably wouldn’t mind manners dictated that he wait for her to say it was okay. When it didn’t come he at first felt a bit worried, he held the hare in maw until he heard the soft scratching of claws on the den floor and soon his mismatched bright orange and green eyes met with her own beautiful blue ones. She hadn’t really moved much like this since she had become ill, it was a battle even for her to take a bite of food let alone walk out of the den. It wasn’t even just that though. She snatched the bird greedily away and began chopping down on it with a gusto he hadn’t seen in so long. Relief welled in side of him and his tail waved all the while as she sent fur flying about.

He was so happy she was feeling better. At her words once she finished leaping up and happily jumping towards him he said, ”I can get you more, Shiloh. Something bigger maybe if you are still hungry.” He says smiling brightly not caring in the slightest that she didn’t save him any. He wasn’t hungry he was just happy she was feeling better able to eat and show some semblance of glee and no longer in pain. She was better, she was finally better! He could have pranced about like a pup if he didn’t feel like he still had a job to do.

”If you are feeling better, I think maybe a walk would be good.” His tone was questioning but there was no question to his words he turned hoping to lead the slightly taller black female into the lands though he wouldn’t move too fast, there was no hurry and he wanted to talk to her about everything and she had to be better if she was going to go with him. She was the reason he wanted to go to the top after all, much like how his mother was the reason his father chose to take over Taviora.

He moves for a bit in silence, going into the quickly green turning forest, the flowers sprouting up all around them. Summer was right around the corner, and it was the time he wanted to start making his own name known, even if it was in whispers, in Moladion. He wanted to forge his own bonds with the other packs and there was no one better to go with him and do these things than of course Shiloh herself. She was a diplomat and, if she agreed to him today would be his partner while climbing to the top. ”Shiloh?" He starts a bit nervously, casting her a sideways glance with his mismatched eyes, he didn’t really know if he was ready to delve into it, or if she felt good enough to really discuss such serious matters. But Days ago he wondered if she would ever be better, weeks before he thought he was going to lose her forever and before fate decided to throw any other things in his way… he wanted to say something.