Wapun Meadow Bigscale

I will make it right now! <33

Just as he had allowed himself to sink, Swordfish pushed himself to rise. Too young to mask the pinch of pain, he winced as he found his footing.

Bjarna said that he should come to Kvarsheim, that she would heal him there. He had already journeyed to the Riverclan wolves to see what they could make of his wounds. They had done some work and asked him to return. The boy thought he might seek assistance from whoever could offer it. Bjarna, the clan wolves, it did not matter. Swordfish needed to heal so that he could kill the bear.

Alright, he agreed in his sullen voice. I’ll bring ya some meat.

It would only be fair, if she was intent on helping. The redtail pointed himself toward the creek. The walk back would eat his remaining strength. If he was lucky, he could rest for a few days, hunt, and then return to the pale healer.

Thanks, Swordfish offered to Bjarna, glancing over his shoulder to get one last look at her.