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Wip watched the other carefully, yet was not able to move quickly enough to dodge the splash of water that was sent her way. It sloshed over her shoulder, and the female felt that it was indeed warm. Wip nodded as if this had been a carefully orchestrated scientific procedure, and then watched the younger wolf drink from the pool. In Wip’s experience, if it smelled bad it most likely tasted bad. With the exception of those tasty morsels that were buried for later of course. Yet, the other female seemed determined and gulped the water like it was the most delicious thing in the world. This persuaded Wip to near the pool, and put her nose up against the surface of the water, inhaling deeply. She shook her head in disgust and exhaled quickly, unwilling to force herself. Soul-fur. She repeated the word in her usual process for learning things, and then decided that Soul-fur whatever it was, smelled bad, and probably tasted bad to boot.

Just then she sensed a sudden movement, and always the cautious wolf she backed up quickly, in time to see the younger female slip on the rocks and injure herself. It was only then, when the unnamed female was splayed out before her, that Wip was really able to see the extent of her injuries. You’re hurt! She was addressing more than just her cheek now, as she looked over the other’s wounds. Hold on! Wip ran away back into the trees, excited to have a chance to exercise the extensive catalogue of things she had been keeping track of during her travels. She had noticed a plant similar to one that grew near her old home. It thrived in clay soil, and her emerald eyes lit up with excitement when she spotted it. It was a flimsy looking herb, but it was hardy to the climate and her experience told her it worked wonders on the flesh.

She tore out a large bushel with her mouth and then loped back to the pool where the other female was. She chewed them all out with zeal, and then spit up the concoction sloppily over a flat rock. This will help…if you let me help you with it. It will make everything feel better. Wip grew tentative, she knew almost nothing about the other, but got the impression that her pride more than anything as hurting, and some wolves followed their pride straight to the grave.