Arrow Lake we are the ones who will never be broken

Her eyes gleamed as she looked up at him, one more swipe of the poultice before turning her gaze away, studying her handiwork. “Except for your former lover and mother?” Who had also both been healers—but, fair enough if they had never been in the ‘friendly’ category.

She felt more confident in her work this than the time the porcupine had gotten him—but these injuries seemed far more grievous and it caused her smile to falter before she backed away, nodding at him to indicate he was free to rise once more. “Do the wounds feel stiff at all? I stand by my offer—I can give you something to help ease the pain a bit.”