Lost Creek Hollow See if you don't end up un-broke

They did not have someone who was set to be their healer. Crowfeather had considered it, not certain that he could gather a following at the helm of their little ship. It was hard to imagine anyone wanting to follow him. He could see the wolves who had pledged themselves to Germanicus, to the Pharaoh in Akashingo, even to his father back home, and Crowfeather understood why they had gathered a following. He knew that they were the picture of leadership – strong and fearless and dutiful. They were many other things too, of course.

Well, I think that if you were looking for a home… we would be pleased to have you. Healing is important. I know that your skills would be put to use. You are willing to learn how to hunt, and to defend?

The shadow hoped that she would say yes. She seemed kind underneath the bashfulness she wore.