If My Nose Was Runnin' Money, Honey, I'd Blow it all on you [Healers Needed]

Gossamer was not feeling all that well as she walked to the border. Even though she told Dagrún she didn't need the escort she was glad the other woman was here. It made sense. They were bleeding, wounded, and with the spring bears waking from their hibernation with hunger she didn't want to be wandering alone when she could be perceived as a snack more than usual. Although she was a healer herself she was tired and she knew Dag would have to be on her way. She glanced back at the woman to make sure she was doing alright only to be greeted with a smile. Gossamer smiled back then quickly turned her head back to their path. When they arrived at the border she stopped and howled for the packs healers, beckoning Dagrún to join in as well. She wanted it to be clear that she was here with a visitor not that Dag was the cause of her injuries.