You Want A Revelation, You Want To Get It Right

Gossamer's heart fell as Dag stated she hadn't seen the old woman. Great, just great, so that meant she was either losing her mind or she was indeed being haunted and more and more she was afraid it was the first option. What was she supposed to do? Gossamer was a healer, a good one. However, she'd trained to work on the body, not on the mind and she didn't have the first clue about how to diagnose herself, let alone treat the condition.

"Just a really pretty one."

Gossamer blinked for a moment then scowled. "Are you seriously flirting with me right now?" The nerve! She was dealing with a crisis, was wounded, had almost been killed and this punk of a wolf decided that now was a great time to flirt.