Blacktail Deer Plateau I call through the fog

She smiled lighting up her green eyes Thank you I appreciate that. I have some inside my den if you ever want me to make a poultice for you for that wound. Though it does look like it is healing nicely, mostly i would just make it so it helped the sting. She thought about her mother the femme she learned all her knowledge from, her father had known a good bit,but her father he had been more of the story teller than the healer, though he could heal just as well as he could kill and he had told her that on many occasions. If she had been asked she would have assured Atticus that it was much more irritation at it being him than the simple fact that he was a pack mate. She would have been angry if it had been Peregrine or the pups as well. The DiSarinno family had wormed their ways into her vulnerable heart and they were there to stay. However, she found she was much more angry that it had been him than Peregrine that had been hurt, and that was a question within itself, when she was closer to the Alpha. She shook her head it was too much to think of at the moment really. She frowned for a moment and spoke softly My father told me once that there were some wolves that were just crazy and so heartbroken that they threw themselves at anything and everything just to try to feel something. So maybe that was why he was that way. Maybe there had been so much hurt in his life before that he just doesn't care if he lives or dies and he wants to take as many down with him as he can. She looked up at Atticus again and felt her heart sieze at the thought that he could have been taken to the gods above and she hadn't been there to bring him back. For a moment she almost couldn't breath but she gathered her composure quickly.