Herbalists' Cache If I could, begin to be

The hunter hummed as his thoughts drifted to his own empty travels. He had steered clear of any signs of other packs for they were not the same as them, nor would they ever understand. It was true that he had not run into many aside from the healer as well, but that did not put a damper on his thoughts. They would all reunite should they have faith. I'm afraid my findings are not much better. My uncle, Brewster, and I met on diverging paths. He travels this way, though he is slowed by his paw. He has survived the worst of it though so I have no doubts the High Elk is not done with him yet. I went ahead in search of someone who could help and found you. A testament to our God's strength, no? We will not be the only ones to survive.