Lost Creek Hollow Giggle and the flames grow higher

Ash Paw moved throughout the pack lands borders msrked and fixed. And she'd have continued on if her nose after years of healing didn't smell the bitter tang of blood.

So anxiously, but concerned she moved forward. And what met her wasca gruesome discover.  A boy, young had been mangled beyond repair. This was not good. She'd heard of this happening had even seen it, bit this, this was not the way it should be. If such a surgery should be done. It should be with care, precision and well less blood.

Hello. I'm Ash Paw healer. Let's stop this bleeding.

Looking around she saw reeds luckily they were near a river so she hrasped them and pulled tufts of the white softness from the brown plants. (Totally stole this from Arlette. Thank you Mar)

Eying the boy she spoke. This is gonna hurt like hell. Grab a stick and bite down.

Then with care, but precision she pressed the cottony substance down onto his wound caring not where it was. She was a healer and he needed help.