Northstar Vale Right Beside You

Reyson wondered in the recesses of his mind if she were a healer or simply a dabbler. He lifted his head to meet her gaze.

Are you a healer? Lady Meadow?

Reyson was not in a hurry to leave because of the pain, though that had some give in his opinion. No, he merely felt intrusive being past their border lines as long as he had been. It seemed quite rude to still be here, when it had just been to deliver the rabbits and be gone.

He tilted his head. Do I steep them in water? I will save them for when i get back to the pack lands.

He noted her glance to the porcupine and then followed her to the cache. His paws tearing up more dirt than hers, but he appreciated the help all the same. When they finished and he had deposited and put the dirt back atop. He moved with quick precision to lift a claw under the porcupine, digging into it's fleshy underside. He flipped it up and over. With eyes downcast he spoke softly.

Can you bring the leaves to the border? Then leaving no room for answers, he grasped the porcupine with sharp canine teeth, digging gingerly into the fleshy underside of the foul creature and dutiful began to carry it towards the borders. He would bury it outside of the vicinity. The quills could be used for many things, but the meat was just foul.