Northstar Vale betray the moon as acolyte

was it the smell of illness that drew her, or the fact that the duck felt she must meet others in courtfall? it was little matter to the young healer, who shyly followed the young girl's tracks. she had no name for many of the herbs that could be found in the vale; she catalogued them by appearance and resemblance to the ones she did know.

shoulders wrapped as always, this time with a grey hareskin, kukutux hurried forward as the younger wolf paused. "this woman greets you," the duck murmured when she had drawn closer, legs weighed by the deceptive lightness of the katiksunik. "you are ill. i offer help."