Blackfoot Forest Same Love

Amara rushed to meet the estranged cries of a wolf she did not know, but that her lover was there and she was needed. She found Aaron crouched over a similar looking female, but did not know who it was. Aaron had never shared much of his past, and she did not question it. But a look at the two suggested that Aaron knew this female, and cared for her deeply. It sparked a hint of jealousy, but she repressed it. It wasn't her place. Instead, she surveyed the girl with much worry. Nothing about her physical appearenced suggested she was injured or in pain, but her voice inclined she was. 

It had to be phsycological. She looked to Aaron, with extreem worry etched on her face. "I will get herbs," She sprang up from her lowered form, just after commanding those who stood idle to help the girl inside. "We will help her," She reassured Aaron before running to her herbs cache. Everything coursed through her mind as her tiny legs carried her as fast as she could. Thankfully, she had stored the leftovers of what she found under rocks where they could not be damaged. Oh, what did she need.. Chamomile to calm her nerves and perhaps lavender if she could not find it. But, she did. The last bit of chamomile she had she crushed and mixed with a tiny essence of water to make it edible. Her own nerves did not help, her small body tremmbling in distress. 

Soon, she found her way and slowly but carefully carried the herbs back to the scene. She lowered down, gently placing the herb mixture on the ground. "This will calm her down, if she is willing to take it.." She trailed of, her eyes veering down to the distressed female. She did not know who she was, but she was important to Aaron, and so she was important to Aaron, she was important to her.