Thoughts

Athena had been in the meadow practicing her herb gathering again. She was attempting to test out medicinal herbs, trying to see which one worked best. Having had a small cut on her paw pad from a sharp rock, now was a good time to try this skill. She walked slowly with her tail down and her nose to the ground, sniffing carefully. Unsure of what she was looking for she finally settled on a bunch of tiny leaves that grew in clusters together. Taking some into her mouth she brought them under a nearby tree, enjoying its healing shade. She crunched the leaves in her mouth and spit them back onto the cut on her paw. She licked it slightly and waited...what else to do? As she waited she wondered where many of her pack mates were. She felt she hadn't been socializing much, but she was quiet and she enjoyed her alone time. Suddenly missing her mother she bent her head low, closing her eyes and sending her mother some good thoughts...wherever she may be. Mother would know what to do for this cut. She thought. Smiling, she let herself be overwhelmed by feelings of joy for having known her mother, instead of sadness for not knowing her any longer.