Stone Circle my youth is yours

Leta confirmed the worst, and Nanook's felt a shadow pass over her heart. While she had received some training from the convent in the treatment of maladies, she had reserved herself, primarily, to the practical study of earth and sky. Purely scientific. Nanook understood how to work the soil, tend the ground, and cultivate the land for better growth, but her foray into healing ended there.

But she did not need to know herbs and bindings to know that this -- this was not good. Nanook kept her paw on Leta's rear, and rephrased her question, "What about this? Can you feel my touch?" and she pressed her claws against her niece's flesh, not enough to pierce, only enough to force a pressure through the fur that any healthy wolf would shift away from.