back on my feet

Although she was feeling better and like herself again, her body was still a bit weak from lack of exercise the last many weeks. The muscle she was used to carrying had faded in many places and made traveling around the pack borders more difficult that she would like to admit. At least she was out of that cramped cave though, so things could certainly be worse.

Moving back into her own den was on the schedule for this evening though she was seriously wondering why she didn't do this earlier. Heaving the infected pelts out and setting them aflame in a burn pile would have to wait, but a few things needed to be moved from one den to where she was going to be staying now. It wasn't very far from the hospital den she had, but after a long day of being social and wandering the packlands, she was a bit more tired than she liked to be. Figuring that it was easier to sort out the things she wanted to move and placing them outside the den, she started there and gathered everything into a neat little pile. It wasn't anything more than medical herbs, bowls, some grinding stones however, but certainly things that would be difficult to carry in one trip.

Somehow she managed though and was sorting things into her new den, though with little care or effort for now. She could rearrange and decorate another day, for now she was only worried about getting it set up enough to sleep tonight. Once everything was within her new den, she made her way to the storage area. She would only need a pelt or two for now to make her sleep a little more comfortable, but the larger ones were a bit too heavy for her right now. Dragging it would likely only damage it against the sharp rocks littering the ground, so she would have to find another way, unless one of her beloved children just so happened to show up and offer to help her.

"Speech!"