Dunlinfur
27 Moons
Aidi
WindPack
Medicine Dog
With Ravenflight
- Meat. Ravenflight? Dunlinfur shook his head, clearing the last of his bewilderment away as he realized he was no longer alone with his thoughts. Now, he needed to pull himself together and act professionally. The medicine dog had missed the first bit of whatever Ravenflight had said, but the question about his health was one he could answer.
"No, no, sorry." Dunlinfur dismissed the concerns quickly and apologized for acting in such a distracted manner. "Just a... a bad dream is all, but I needed t'get up anyway. Did you sleep a'ight?"
He was quick to change the subject, perhaps a little too quick. Dunlinfur was not the best liar in WindPack, but he was reluctant to share any further information until he had a better idea of what he had seen, himself. That seemed to be the responsible thing to do, at least, but his head was still spinning from the realization that StarPack might actually be real after all. He had played along for the sake of his role and fitting into the pack's culture, but the former outpacker had never really believed it, at least not until now.
Again, the scent of tender lamb brought Dunlinfur back to the present. He needed to focus, but it was nearly impossible under such circumstances. For the moment, it was probably best to take things one step at a time. First, he had to see to Ravenflight. That would work just fine as a first step.



