Lost Creek Hollow some people long for a life that is simple and planned

Ash Paw raised her head a little higher. "You needn't apologize for your feelings and certainly not to me. Sometimes a good cry is all you really need. So that leaves me to ask. Is there anything I can help with for you?"

Ash Paw curled her tail around her paws as she settled to her haunches. Calico coat shimmering in the late evening hour. She waited patiently, head tilted to the side, blue eyes on the girl.

Perhaps she would simply ignore Ash and move on with her day, but Ash didn't want it to be said she didn't help when she could. Especially a fellow healer.