Dog Teeth

*Meadow* · 09-28-2020, 10:39 PM

Tamsyn answers her panicked howl quickly and Meadow feels relief flood her as she looks at the female. Meadow’s eyes are still wide with shock and horror as she watches Tamsyn approach her and the wolf she hurt. With Askan’s help, the two wolves manage to get the injured one to shore. Meadow watches from the water for a moment, shame and shock rooting her to the spot. How could she do this? How could she cause another such harm? Guilt rips through her and hallows out her heart.

Thoughts tumble through her mind but the words ‘bitch’ and ‘murderer’ are the most pronounced. Tamsyn’s voice breaks through the torrent of words and the calm, firm tone grounds the shaken wolf. Mask slips into place and the cool, calculating healer appears. Standing and making her way to the hurt wolf, Meadow looks over the head wound. Pressing gently around the open gash, she says, “Doesn’t feel like he cracked his skull but he definitely has a concussion. There are herbs back in my hut that can help. You two stay here and keep him warm. I will fetch what I need and be back quickly.”

Casting a glance to Tamsyn and Askan, Meadow abruptly turns around and runs to her hut. Although the distance is short, the small healer runs as if all the hounds of hell are chasing her. She runs from the accusations and cruel names. From the leering faces and shame filled eyes that she sees all around her. When she arrives at her hut, she is shaking and tears coat her cheeks. Swiping a paw angrily at her eyes, she tries to hide the evidence of her crying. She doesn’t want to show Tam and Askan just how weak she is.

Moving around the hut quickly, she stuffs herbs into her bag along with balms and a bowl. Grabbing a large fur, Meadow crawls under it and drapes it over her small frame. Grabbing ahold of it with her teeth, she readies herself for trek ahead. It is the largest fur she can find and is heavy on her body. However, it is also the warmest and will help keep shock from setting into the wolf. Holding tight to the fur, Meadow runs as fast as her small legs can carry her.

By the time she arrives back to the trio of wolves, the small healer is huffing and puffing. Meadow moves towards the injured wolf, only having eyes for him. The fur on her back is heavy and making her hot. Right now, only thought is that she needs to get it over his soaked form as quickly as possible.

"Meadow"

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