Stone Circle Half a world away

Valette couldn't help but smile when Greyback was in her den. He looked really fluffy to snuggle against. She still had the bearskin on the floor of her den. It had been a gift from Rannoch and his pack. Valette flushed when Greyback praised her for her work. "I hope it helps. I'm not really a medic," she spoke. It were just some skills a mother needed to have, or she had learned being a mother of wolf cubs that injured themselves.

She could tell that it hurt him, which meant it was good that she was flushing out the wound. Then infection might flush away instantly. When all the moss was dry, it wouldn't really stay on his shoulder, but the wound looked clean, in her opinion at least. "It looks clean," she decided. She wished she could do more, but she wasn't sure what. Perhaps letting it dry was the best thing she could do.

Valette glanced up at him with a smile on her lips. It felt good to care for someone but also have that in return. She snuggled against him and placed her head on his front paws. One side of her face buried in his lush mane. She sighed happily and closed her eyes. She kind of didn't want him to leave her den ever again. This den was far too big all by herself, she decided.