Healing is not for the faint of heart

WATCH YOUR TONGUE

Charm's small body weaved through the woods like a ghost. Her dark markings appearing through the tendrils of the weeping willows that stood here. She couldn't count the regret that she had when she realized that Boreas had so much to explore. Though the small healer didn't waste any time spotting the stranger through the woods. Her ears pricked forward trying to listen there was never a tell tale sign if another was friendly or not. She smiled staying only a few feet away.

"Out herb hunting?" she could only assume considering the smell of herbs surrounding the other. Charm didn't want to test things too far though. The tiny old woman would stay afar, her scarred face looking onward. She was growing weary in her old age, she wondered if she would ever find peace now. There was still much for her to see and learn she felt. The thought lifted away making her attention focus again on the wolf she was speaking to.

MADE BY MINNIE of BTN