Lost Creek Hollow Hold it High

Ash Paw wound her way through the psck lands. Tawny and black body shifting through the sunlit dappled trees and ground. In her maw she carried new herbs for the boy atreus. Though he was fast healing at least physically.

There would be much he'd have to go through mentally in order to heal there. But she had faith he would. Just that morning she had found her altars cleaned them of debirs and offered herbs to both Atka and Sos as she asked for swift healing both mentally and physically.

Now the haughty woman walked with high head. A hum in her throat.