Noctisardor Bypass the path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell

Packmates! :D

He'd been moving all the herbs from the old den to his own den, sorting them out neatly. Winter was a harsh and cruel season, but a beautiful one nonetheless. However, when stomachs were not filled, tempers ran high and fights started. Perhaps not with packmates, but with outsiders. They were bound to get hurt, with all the competing packs around. And if they didn't get hurt, there would be colds and coughs and all kinds of sickness. Without a proper healer, this pack might not survive at all.

Hjalmar wouldn't let that happen.

He hadn't met any of his new packmates except for the Alpha and wondered if he would meet them anytime soon. They needed to know they had a healer and when to find him if they ever got hurt, unfortunately, the Northman was not one to openly find wolves and interact with them. Especially when he was sorting herbs.

The pile was small and Stormfrost knew he had to collect more, even if there were probably none to collect, given it was winter.