How does your garden grow?

She paused when the other wolf addressed her. She really shouldn’t have lingered… but she liked seeing what the wolves did with their gardens. Perhaps one day… but, no. Dreaming was a danger. She turned her body towards the tall grey wolf, lowering her head lightly in a submissive gesture. She hadn’t had a great deal to do with the wolves of the Armada, but she was also happy to serve them if ever she was needed.

“I have some healing knowledge, My Lady” Enough to keep herself alive, at any rate. “It’s Idalia, My lady” she added meekly, the lady's brash words different to the others of this pack.


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