Blackfeather Woods In a forest of lies and shadows

Potema continued to wrap the dried leaves, not looking up once at the other woman as she slowly completed her task. This, in her humble opinion, was much more important than conversing with some wolf, higher rank or not. She was a princess, and the only healer gathering herbs at the moment for the pack stores.

Potema's head lifted, her eye looking at this Nemesis with a look that said "are you stupid?" . "Yeah, I am." She bent down again, wrapping the last bit of herbs in moss. She looks at the herbs she gathered; normally bringing this to Ilynalta's Keep would take three trips, two if she really stuffed her mouth. But now she had another wolf to help her. "Would you mind helping me with these?"