Emmalee

My wolf is sick.

I know this because I haven't been healing well. When I woke up today, I expected all my injuries to be gone, but there's still there, as tender as ever, and I don't know how I'm going to face everyone in this state.

I'll just have to find a way to avoid people at all costs.

Trudy comes to check on me occasionally, and she's already given me this really pungent tea that only served to make my stomach feel unsettled with cramps. I'm not feeling better.

I guess this ...