Ollie // 5 years // Male // Healer // Likes nobody // Tags; Luna
A familiar female voice was heard from the outside of the den. Oliver soon identified the wolf as Luna, a warrior who seemed to always try and communicate with him. The brute wasn't in the mood for visitors. Ollie was extremely tired and his muscles were sore from laying in an odd position last night. "Hello Luna" The wolf slightly paused to contemplate if he should let her in. Seconds later he responded again with "Come in" A gentle sigh escaped the stressed healer as he uncurled himself and laid his head on the hard floor. Oliver decided to move to a small corner with straw to lay on. "Is there anything you need, love?" The sweet brute asked, a soothing tone to his voice.
