A case of the sniffles

Returning to the Armada was a far cry from leaving it. She felt safe and secure at Briar’s side. Especially knowing her Mistress had already risked life and limb once before to keep her safe. The smaller wolf trotted along beside the other woman, and they arrived without drama. Briar went straight to bed, and Lia wasn’t far behind her.

Lia woke before Briar did and went about preparing a breakfast for the two of them. She was just outside the den when her lady called for her. Poking her head inside, her eyes met the gentle blue of Briars. “My lady?” she asked softly.

“Of course My lady, just one moment” she said, and hurried to the packs stores. She returned with a little poultice of Marshmallow and Meadowsweet. She offered it up to her Mistress, and while Her Lady took it, she moved to toss a blanket around her and bundle her up. “I’ll prepare some warm broth for you, My Lady” she said, it would be easy enough to turn the meat she was preparing into a broth instead.


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