Boot camp for battle medics

Gossamer agreed to her suggestion, and Kitsune got to work. Pain meds would be very much needed for the poor wounded creature. Even if they couldn’t save it, the less it suffered the better. She thought of another time and another wolf, whose suffering had been avoidable only one way. She swallowed, pushing away the memories. If they caught her in times of stress, they would only make her useless. She needed to work past them.

As she and Aris completed the meds, the smaller wolf took over administering them. Kitsune let her without a fight. She seemed grouchy, and the fire-marked girl wasn’t going to push her luck. If she had been family, or this was home… maybe. But diplomacy was important for the young Ashen girl. Instead, she found herself watching as the other healers finished up the last bit of healing.


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