The quiet cold

Walk | Talk

Riva had so far had a mixed experience with wolves. She wasn't so certain just anyone would have helped her in the way this lady had. Still thanking her lucky stars, She allowed the older healer to apply the lambs ear to the tender cuts on her pads. They were small little tears to the skin, But her new found friend was right in the fact that they would be slow to heal. Pads always were. She would have given similar advice to a patient in her place, but Riva wasn't a part of a pack and didn't have the luxury of a long time to heal. "I understand the risks and I accept them. I'll certainly take it easy, but I can't stay in one place a whole season. My herb supply would dwindle to nothing, and I would go mad with the boredom of sitting." She smiled, the expression gentle on her youthful face.

"There's a proverb I know, that says healers make the worst patients. I fear I'm likely to prove the accuracy of that"
Her friend introduced herself, and Riva had a name to put to the face and kindness of the healer. "Adarra." She echoed, getting to her feet with a grimace. An unfamiliar seriousness came over the girl then, outlining the silvers beneath her eyes as she looked her friend in the eye. "I'd say you've earned more then my friendship here Adarra. You saved my life tonight, and I won't forget that. I owe you a debt, and if you ever need something, you can call on me to aid you, and I will come" there was a gravity to her voice, a seriousness in her air that stood in contrast to her young age.

Then the moment was over, and she was smiling again. "And besides, I'll be sticking around for a while yet well I get my strength back. I would love the pleasure of your company well I recover"