Sequoia Coast Scolded

Thistle's ear's twitched and she softened her stance a bit. They were just looking for a healer. How long had it been since she had even practiced her art? It had been months now, there had been nothing that she had needed it for. Her stores were simply sitting in the ground and in the walls, taking up space. She tilted her head and eased her tail down a bit. I am a healer as well as a queen. What is it that you want to know? 

Thistle settled to her haunches curling her tail around her paws, and she waited for the questions that would come. For a moment she thought longingly of Julooke and his constant questions. She missed her just as much as she missed her husband. It hurt to think on them too much.