Whitefish River Like the heroes in the cartoons

Oh good, then it didn't seem to be anything too serious. She slowly got to her feet. I'll get you some now, she said, turning to head to the caves. I'll be right back. If he said anything to try and stop her, she would have promptly ignored it and continued her waddling towards the herb den. She wasn't out of commission just yet, and she wanted to help him feel better. Plus, they weren't that far from the caves anyway.

She returned eventually with a few pieces of bark held in her jaws. She'd had to catch her breath again once in the den, but he didn't need to know that. She laid her mouthful at his paws and sat down, panting a little. Eat a few bites anytime your neck is bothering you, and you should feel better, she instructed with a smile.