Shenzi listened with her head cocked to the side in a very doglike fashion. Her gaze was piercing as it darted all over the place, as though she not only noticed everything but perceived far more than she should.

This slave volunteered quite a bit, not at all grimly monosyllabic as many slaves were. She showed promise, and Shenzi believed her when she spoke of her occupation. Beaming, fangs showing, the aaenshi wandered over to the table under the mirror, not at all shy about rummaging through Asher's things until she found a copper basin and a kettle, filling it with a waterskin and setting it on the cute little potbelly stove.

[color=bc8dbf]"Very good! Anyone who knows the art of healing and finding the power in growing things is very valuable here. If you want to continue healing there will be plenty of work for you."[/color] She slung the bag off her shoulder and handed it to Varissa with her paw before folding her legs and sinking cross-legged to the floor. She eyed the pups curiously, making a short [i]"whuff"[/i] in their direction. [color=bc8dbf]"There will be plenty of work for you anyways, but it can be something you know."[/color]

How interesting that Varissa was quick to show her concern for her kidnapper. Was that the genuine concern of a Healer, or a show to earn Shenzi's trust?

[color=bc8dbf]"Of course he's weak. The fool will probaby feint before Ozlo stops patting him on the back. The Swordmaster is as stubborn and proud as any young man,"[/color] the jackal-faced woman said, rolling her eyes. [color=bc8dbf]"He's expected to show his face at the Warlord's tent after a raid. Not doing so would be losing face, especially if he's not there to receive congratulations for killing a Sergeant."[/color] Shenzi tut-tutted again. [color=bc8dbf]"Men, tch. They might give him a pass if he was missing a leg."[/color]

[color=bc8dbf]"But tell me, if you're so concerned with Asher's wounds, tell me how you would treat the man. You talk while I take a look at your back."[/color] Testing more than just Varissa's knowledge, Shenzi waited while her deft paws dug quickly through her own kit, producing dressings and corked ceramic pots that filled the air with the familiar astringent scent of antiseptics. [color=a187be]"He was quick to tell me you needed tending."[/color] Even if Varissa wasn't looking, there was a wink in the Aaenshi's voice.

[color=bc8dbf]"You're a brave girl, I think. You'll do well here, if you want to. I'm sure you'll have many questions when the shock wears off." [/color]It was a soft prompting for the human to speak.