Blackfeather Woods Advice for the young at heart

Nemesis nodded in silent thanks as she followed Meldresi, supposedly to a place the priestess hid away her herbs and other ingredients to make ... whatever she made. Medicines of all kind were strange to her, at the least. She had never visited any pack healer before, but simply heal on her own without the use of these special ingredients that made you feel better. Something about it made her feel uncertain, almost sceptical. But she wouldn't question the Dark Queen, by what she had witnesses, Meldresi knew what she was doing. 
But she couldn't help feel a little bit guilty. Winter was approaching and the trees were fading, yet she was taking Meldresi's resources that would be needed when the land provided none for the cold days. She wouldn't be the one to deprive the rest of what they needed, nor plumish their stock for such a silly cause as her. 
"Thank you, but is there some way I can do something in return, it wouldn't feel right accepting your help without offering my services in return" She asked, sincerely as she followed the priestess.