Blackfeather Woods In a forest of lies and shadows

Potema's tone took Nemesis slightly off guard, but she thought nothing of it. Before Blackfeather, she would have snarled at any other who would dare disrespect her, but now, she frankly didn't have the urge anymore. More than half of Blackfeather itself had the same moral code, respect me blah blah blah. But in this case, as she seen it Potema was Blackfeather's princess. It led her to wonder who would inherit the pack, or if the title was strictly given to the next highest rank. But that was a topic for another time, and certainly was not the place.

Potema seemed to be gathering herbs for the coming winter while supplies were still available. It reminded her to refill her caches, before the herds dispersed and the forest animals hid themselves away. It only seemed natural that the girl would take after her mother in the medicinal way's despite her injury. 

"Nice to meet you" She gave, not returning the insolent tone. "Are you a healer too?" She asked out loud, even though the answer was quite obvious. She had only met the one healer, Meldresi but no other's had made known to her.