Haunted Wood I think I was wrecked all along.

When Towhee agreed, Bridget took a step back and settled down again into a sitting position, sphynx-like. She could feel the heat of the stranger's eyes on her and appreciated it, but she was a damn professional. Didn't matter how much of a slice this woman was, no way she'd hit on a patient, especially without testing the waters first.

Childbirth confirmed what she remembered now. Towhee had children, a few, she recalled from the plea of the previous night.

There isn't a whole lot to know, she answered conversationally. I live in Brecheliant now, but I'm from the Court originally. My friend and I came here when our first pack scattered. She bypassed recent happenings, addressing the first part instead. Thanks for the credit, but it isn't a huge thing. No medic in their right mind would walk away without trying something. It's part of the job, and without it I couldn't call myself much of a healer.

She smiled, the warmth of amusement lighting up the expression genuinely. She wasn't a stranger to gratitude but hell, she didn't need any favors. She was just doing her job.