Hideaway Strath Before the cold comes

Maiken nodded as she picked up her herb. She added a hurried movement in her step. Arlette was right, it did not bode well to tarry, when they had plants in their maws that needed relocated. If out of the ground too long, they would die and all of their work would be for naught.

As they traveled, Maiken reflected, and she found a sense of peace in the other healers presence. It felt good to finally belong somewhere. And with like mindedness. It did her heart such good. She would have to find a way to thank the she wolf for treating her so well.