Arthur smiled and leaned against the counter next to Raven. "Thank you very much." he said. "I would be honored. And if there's anything I am do to help around the camp, I'm always willing to lend a hand."<br/><br/>Suddenly, through the doors burst an albino werewolf - he looked to be about the same age as Arthur and Jacob, maybe a tad younger, and had ghostly pale skin, blood red eyes, and snow white hair, and wore a set of leather and fur armor with a cape and hood. Hanging from his belt and protruding from his pockets were herbs and spices of all sorts, so Arthur he was the healer of the pack.<br/>"Queen Raven!" the boy shouted, a panicked look on his face. "Jacob is in the healers tent - he returned from his hunt badly wounded! He claims a squad of guards wielding silver spears attacked him in the forest not too at from here, and they're growing closer!"<br/><br/>Sent from my SM-S820L using Tapatalk