Blacktail Deer Plateau Red solo cup

Blue Willow went along with his jest, speaking with a mock severity before laughingly giving him her real opinion. Dante looked at her askance, brows raised. "Are you sure? I dunno, I think I might have to take a second opinion." Then he too laughed. "Thanks. I was chasing down some food a little too enthusiastically it seems. My momentum got the better of me." He did build up quite a bit of it with his size.

Even though this situation probably hadn't required her attentions, Dante thought again how lucky they were to have Blue Willow among their number. He imagined many packs probably were without a healer's skills and wondered what they did when injuries occurred. Probably they handled it as his birth pack had... you tended yourself and, if you were lucky, you recovered. If not, well, not much to be done.