Swiftcurrent Creek King rat on the streets in another life

Eventually Mae woke, and dragged herself through the painful climb out of the mountains. She slept in the Emberwood, and took a wrong turn into the marsh. The mud had dried on her legs by the time she found her way back to Swiftcurrent Creek, turning the wound on her hind leg red and itchy and swollen.

She limped across the borders with a tired howl to her packmates, hoping that @Eshe or @Arlette would hear. Mae knew enough about wounds by now to know that she needed one of their healers. But she was just too tired to seek them out herself. So she flopped down on her side just within the borders of Swiftcurrent Creek, looking every bit as pathetic as she felt.