Firestone Hot Springs A pale being of mist and moonlight

Healing required a basic knowledge of plants that Dulce never seemed to grasp. Were she able to, she might have considered picking up the trade much earlier in life. Okay, she replied with a smile, figuring that it was never too late to try. What can I give you in return? Scouting was fairly self-explanatory and thus far, she didn’t have many other skills. It simply felt better knowing that they’d be cut even. 

The rancid scent of the pool began to creep back up on Dulce, though with a strength that she didn’t think she could ignore. Giving an apologetic laugh, she crept out from where she sat and shook her fur mostly free of any remaining water. I should go now, but I’ll see you around. Dulce waited for Olvida’s reply before trotting back to the territory.