Miatta

I was taken out of the hellhole and sent to the healer who applied a cool salve on my battered back. She brought me some food also and made to go to sleep briefly. By the time I woke up shortly, I was rejuvenated and ready to run through the jungle unhindered. My wolf paraded in revived pride, her pure white fur clean and nourished. Athena, the healer was a woman who looked like we were in the same peer group but her wise eyes reminded me of my mother's. She too like the rest of the ...