Redhawk Caldera I'm a healer it's what I do

Fox contemplated Blue's advice. She wasn't even sure how Blue would manage to pack seaweed around her rib. "I'll skip the seaweed," she said. The thought of something restricting her movement even more was simply not what she had in mind. "I'll definitely take those painkillers, though." Fox was in a lot of pain, so killing that sounded like a wonderful idea. With a paw, Fox swiped the herbs toward her.

"If I run out, where can I find more?" she asked. She was sure she could get one of her pack-mates to make a run for her if she was getting close to going through her stash. As long as they took a sample of the good stuff along with them, Fox was pretty sure they'd be able to restock her inventory.