Moonspear inca mummy girl

Tehama's teeth chattered, but she could hear Sialuk's voice as the girl called for the end of her chilly ordeal.  Te clambered out of the stream eagerly, her nails clacking against the rocks as she slipped and slid over them before finding firmer footing on the solid ground beyond.  A trail of dripping water droplets left damp imprints beside their pawprints as the woman followed the youth up a narrow path.  By the time Sialuk pointed out the mugwort, the older lady was recovering her body temperature and, by extension, her voice.

"I'm glad you know what it looks like," she observed with a crooked grin.  "It looks quite a lot like about a hundred other plants.  I'd never have known to use it for anything special."  Te watched patiently as the younger girl worked the leaves in a way that seemed skillful.  If it was her first time doing any such real-life treatment on a patient, Te couldn't tell.  It was not Tehama's first time submitting to the often-uncomfortable ministrations of a medic, as a smattering of small scars here and there bore testament.  So when the mugwort did sting as advised, she only worried at her lip a bit, and shifted her weight uncomfortably between her paws until the discomfort subsided and became only a minor inconvenience.

Silver eyes peered approvingly at the girl-child, who really wasn't going to be a child all that much longer.  The new Moonspear was no medic herself, but she did consider herself a good judge of character, and in the pale youth's features she read aptitude, intelligence, and a charming personality.  "Thank you, Sialuk.  Your Anaa seems to be teaching you well."  Te thought back for a moment to her first day at Moonspear, considering Keres as a possible mother to Sialuk.  There wasn't really a resemblance, though, and surely Keres might have mentioned being the pack's healer, as that could come in handy living on a mountain.  Flicking her thankfully-dry tail thoughtfully, Tehama wondered who else might have parented this bright girl; she should bring a gift of gratitude to them... and, she supposed, introduce herself, so that they didn't think their daughter was talking to strangers all day. 

"Are you Hydra and Dirge's daughter?" she ventured a guess, though she didn't think this moon-hued child would be the dark Alpha male's child, unless Hydra, whom Tehama knew only by name and pack-association-scent and not by sight, was as light-hued as Sialuk.