Looking For Reflection

Gossamer stared at the dead coyote, a deep frown set into her face. It had been injured and she had tried to save it. Not out of any love for coyotes. She'd have killed it one way or another when she was done but she was certain she had proceeded in the correct treatment only to lose the patient. Ásta had looked the situation and soon found where the mistake had been made. It was so frustrating! She'd been dealing with her failures in battle and now this.

Ásta reached out a paw and patted her gently on the back. "If I've said it once, Gossamer, I've said it a million times. You don't learn anything new by being right. Take what you've learned here and apply it to future patients."