Kodiak's ears flicked in the healer's direction as her voice broke the silence. The male shifted his head slightly to see her across the den. The healer interested the warrior a bit. He hadn't really seen a healer in action before. Of course, he had caught glimpses of the healers in the camp, but now he was able to observe it much more closely. The brute was quite amazed in the healing powers found in many plants he had just walked by without giving a second glance at. There was truly much more to this forest around him than he thought. "My name is Kodiak." he said softly in response to the healer.
Once the healer began to reapply another mash, he still flinched slightly as the puncture wounds protested, even under her light paws and previous warning of the pain. He tried his best to remain still however.
As he scented the den around him, he noted the strong scent of many herbs that seemed to permeate the air, filling his nostrils. He was able to catch the faint scent of other things however, one of those scents being that of the fae Chiara. She had been here? Kodiak could tell she had been here often, her scent was everywhere, almost as much as Creek's scent. He then started to wonder where she was, was she hurt? What if she was here with him. Kodiak craned his head to look around the den now, a slight worry coming over him until he confirmed she was not here, and his worry was just foolish. He sighed then lying his head back down.