Blackfeather Woods Blackbird song

She flushed (metaphorically) as he laughed at her joke and nudged her light-heartedly. She hadn't felt this kind of camaraderie in weeks, ever since her swimming lesson with the sorely missed Charon, who was leagues away. She had kept to herself, throwing snide remarks where needed, learning as much as she could about magic and herbs, but never having fun with anyone else. Until now.

Potema stole a look at the injured eye, analyzing it with the detached, medicinal precision she developed over the moons. "There's not much to be done." She concluded, shrugging with the same sort of acceptance she created for her own injury. "Celandine would help when your eye hurts, but it won't fix what's been broken."

She was rather indifferent to the ones who went missing, barely knowing them anyway. One of them was Lusa's pups, and a few of the older pack members, but their names escaped her. "Yeah." She supposed they would, but not by her in the slightest. "One of the younger pups went missing, so his mother and father would mourn him, wouldn't she?"