The Wolf Mage strode into the clearing, where the other six sat, awaiting the news of the Forest. "It is true?" The speaker sat huddled away from the others. The Wolf Mage nodded. The remaining five broke into speech about this news. "How do we know you speak the truth?" The Oak Mage stood, all eyes turning to watch him, "How do we know you aren't lying?" The Bat Mage spoke, "When has he ever lied, all he has said in the past has been truth." A couple of the others nodded in agreement. The Seal Mage raised a hand for silence, "But how do we know he isn't trying to fool us, trying to lead us astray?" The Wolf Mage stood, and then took a bundle about the size of a fist out of his medicine pouch. Depositing it at the feet of the one who sat slightly away, he turned and left the clearing. The others all nodded in silent agreement that he was indeed speaking the truth.
Pushing through the trees, the Wolf Mage thought about all that had been said before he had gone to investigate the rumors that had been whispered through the clans. The sky had turned black, the hollow had been found, the strangers were nowhere to be found and a Boar clan hunter by the name of Kenuu was missing. The Wolf Mage believed without a doubt that he and the other six could discern the truth behind it all, after all they were the seven most powerful Mages in all the forest. They were the Healers. Surely there was nothing they couldn't do?