Whitefish River When the thunder calls for me

She chewed the petals and applied more to her wound. She was about to shake her head and tell him that this would be plenty for now, but his last words made her freeze. We? Had she unknowingly stumbled into a packs territory? She stood suddenly then, wincing a little despite her panic. I'm sorry if  I'm trespassing, she said quickly. How could she still be so stupid? Even now, when she was the only one left to keep her unborn children safe, she hadn't paid enough attention to her surroundings. She took a slow step back. I can leave, and I'll repay you for the plants, the healer offered next, knowing well the kind of work that went into caring for a pack. She could easily collect more flowers and bring them back.