Northstar Vale unzip my body

Do I have a problem with collecting your open threads? Maybe. Will I stop? :’) probably not. <3

 

The young wolf had made a semi-permanent place for himself outside of the healing den. The scent of herbs was almost enough to overpower that of her wounds. If he focused on the mint and juniper, he could put distance between himself and the damage done to Meadow. 

Antigone still seethed at the foolishness of the man - Reyson. He could not fathom such outright hurt. The red-headed boy had not known love so tender. He had only known the love of family and of Epoch. As withdrawn as he was to emotional matters, he knew to communicate the worst of his feelings. His sisters has helped with this. They never looked upon him with judgment or anger. He thought of Zosime, who offered to learn healing so that Antigone might rest in peace, knowing someone could assist Meadow. His family was good. The thought of them was tucked in the boy’s heart. 

He was licking at his paws, still tingly with the feeling of her blood, when her voice snapped his head up. Ears pointed, alert and fearful. Antigone thought his chest would burst from the pressure in his heart. 

Meadow? he croaked hoarsely. The boy stepped into the den and his nose prodded at her, soft, tentatively checking. She burned hot with fever.