Blacktail Deer Plateau I remember you when i was young

*may be hi-jacking this thread for healer trade...* o:

It would have been a sight to see, Finley trying to tell the pack storyteller about the folklore of her youth. She was completely terrible at weaving tales, often skipping straight ahead to the climax at the expense of the finer details that really made the story great. She was too impatient, always wanting to make it to the exciting parts without suffering the often painful conflicts in the middle that made the endings so great.

The potty jokes really were more her thing, which probably was going to make her following statement all the more bizarre as it was coming from her mouth.

"You know, if you ever need help with that stuff, I'd totally have your back," Fin offered. She didn't practice her "skills" very often, but a wolf with as many highly risky hobbies as the Blackthorn had, she would not have gotten all too far without knowing some remedies of her own. "I mean, I've never dealt with... moms and puppies and crap. But I know my way around some pain relievers, bleeding stoppers and bone setters."

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