Weight off my broken back

Since the incident at the border with Esther, Askan and Tamsyn, Meadow has taken the injured wolf into her care. The healing hut is being put to good use as she tries to help him recover and heal from the traumatic experience. It had been traumatic for her too. When Esther had fallen and hit his head, Meadow had felt like it was her fault. However, with time and a talk with Askan, the small healer was able to let go of most of the pain and guilt that she had been holding to. This has allowed her to better tend to the hurt wolf.

The first day had been the scariest but she had stopped the bleeding head wound and feed him herbs for pain whenever he was awake. As he had slipped in out of consciousness, Meadow had been there for whatever he needed. Water and food were always present along with a friendly face when he awoke. As it become apparent that he would recover, Meadow had started to leave him for short periods of time to go out and gather fresh food for them. That is what she is doing today, hunting for some prey to bring back to fill their bellies.

By the time she has killed three rabbits and skinned them, Meadow is ready to head to back and check on her patient. Wrapping the fresh meat in a piece of leather, the small healer picks up her prize and returns the hut. Pushing past the furs that are the doors, she takes a moment to allow her eyes to adjust to the soft glow of the lanterns in here. Looking to where Esther stays, Meadow is happy to see that he is sitting up. Tail wags slowly as she approaches, making sure to keep her movements slow and deliberate. Since their first encounter, she has always tried not to startle him again.

Placing the leather filled with skinned rabbits before him, she steps back and says, “I brought you some food. It is important to keep your strength up. How are you feeling?” Meadow can’t help but slip into the role of healer, always fretting over Esther and how he is doing when he is awake. The sharp words that had been said on the river bank still ring through her head from time to time but she tries not to let the hurt show, instead losing herself in caring for him. Her gaze roams over him but cannot meet his eyes.



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