Head-canon: The rest of the party was killed and eaten. Turning to the last remaining member, something about the healer’s peaceful slumber softens the hearts of the wolves. They adopt the healer into their pack and have many fantastic adventures in the deep woods. Later, the wolves are attacked in the middle of the night by an adventuring party, and the healer sleeps through the whole battle.
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Minotaur: Wow he was hot.
Goblin: I see what you did there.
Allo~
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SWEAR TO MEOW.
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“Gosh Satan, I didn’t mean to–”
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*whispers sweet nothings into your ear but in infernal so it’s more like a maddening non-language that sounds of the abyss and feels of a thousand beetles crawling up your spine* ;)
That horse is whack with poo-brain.



