Whitefish River Where love is lost, your ghost is found

It's nice to meet you, Speedy replied, watching the other woman swim. When she asked what the healer had been doing, she smiled and answered: I was searching for some breakfast. Of course now, there would be no fish close by for her to catch, but she didn't care. She stood and began to walk into the water. Swimming sounds better, though. Mind if I join you? She would have to redress her wound after, but it was no problem. The water would be good for her wound and her sore shoulder muscle anyway, and she loved the idea of swimming with a new packmate.