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She was an adult, yet Wildfire didn't feel particularly compelled to correct the other she-wolf again. It didn't matter. She cocked both ears as the other female identified the cancer root at her feet. Wildly effective? the yearling caught herself thinking, especially because the name was sort of awful. She didn't question the healer—Veritas, she introduced—since Wildfire scarcely knew anything about medicinal plants, other than the few tidbits she had gleaned from Raven.

"You mentioned an old pack," Wildfire pointed out after being given a list of nicknames to choose from. "Are you a loner?" Perhaps she could attempt to recruit her, in that case. Moonspear could always use another medic, especially with their bear problems.