Redhawk Caldera summer days wasting away

Seal cocked her head to and fro as Frolic shared what she knew about trades. Orca popped into her mind. What would her sister decide to be and do, she wondered. She thought of the curse Orca had put on the hellcat. Maybe she would speak to the spirits through bones like Sialuk… Or maybe she would be a hunter! Or a councilor like their M’am.

“Okay!” Seal agreed to a game of doctor. But when Frolic showed Seal her abused legs Seal gasped. “Frolic!!!” she chided, wheezing a laugh. “You’ll no have any fur left if you keep this up!”

Quickly, Seal went to work. First, she stamped down an area of grass, folding it into a makeshift bed. Then, she took Frolic by the shoulders and steered her into place. “You can lay down here, miss,” Seal explained with a gentle voice as their game of pretend Grey's Anatomy began.

When Frolic was lying down, Seal stooped to get a closer look as if she held a magnifying glass. No detail would go unnoticed! She put herself in Sialuk’s shoes and tried to imagine what questions a healer would ask.

“Now, miss, tell me... how did ye hurt yourself?” Seal asked as her paw moved over the scrapes with a feather touch.