Hideaway Strath Sword

Maiken had been sitting, waiting with trepidations for the crown prince to come home. She had agonized that Sovereign, may be hurt or sick or something, anything. She rushed as fast as she could to the desperate call.

Maw full of cobwebs, yarrow, rose hips and aloe. She would need something for infection, but it would work with what she had for now. She stopped to place some wet moss in another rabbit skin and raced further towards the call.

I bring herbs. May I see.

She spoke softly to mother and daughter, not wanting to intrude upon their moment.