Honeyed Pasture I Can Go the Distance

The exhaustion lay around this wolf like a leaden cape, dragging her down to the ground as soon as she gave it an inch. Despite the fact that she looked miserable, Keres wound her way no closer, instead remaining exactly where she was so that the female opposite her could go at her own pace. She did wonder, of course, at the woman's mental state, but left her observations close to the chest. Now was not the time to ask what set the other to such a mindless path.

There's a flower called a coltsfoot. It looks like a dandelion. You can chew the leaves up into a pulp and put them on your pads, especially when you rest at night. Living on the mountain, the terrain had been hell on her pads, so finding come of the flower would actually not be a bad idea, especially if it could help the other. I could look for some, if you don't mind waiting here for a bit?