Heron Lake Plateau hazy shade of winter

Raven?

Why would they need to talk to her? Not that she didn't mind -- her sister-in-law was much nicer to her than the rest of the pack on any given day, especially when she'd first arrived. Camilla held no ill will towards the woman; the concept of seeing a medical professional didn't register in her mind but if it meant Phox would go, like she'd wanted, she would agree.

Yes, maybe.. Maybe find Raven, she made to sit up and move, but as soon as she did that she felt wobbly again. A vague sense of vertigo kept her planted on her ass, and soon Camilla was ducking against the dirt to prevent the ill feeling from becoming something more, ah, projectile.