Blacktail Deer Plateau It costs to live the way you want.

She was reluctant to catch the illness, that was true, but only because she didn't want to spread it to the rest of her wolves. 

Yet, after Elixir had drunk her fill from the moss, the healer found herself lingering. She could not walk away from the wolfdog who had been with her since the beginning. Some scared part of her was afraid that if she turned away now, she would never again see the dark fae's bubbly smile or speak to her about the different kinds of plants that grew on the outcrop in spring time. 

Liri stretched out beside the Naturalist, her pale coat flush against Elixir's dark one, and curled against her friend to provide some warmth.