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Qanik, too, believed in preparedness, though she had absolutely no skill in healing whatsoever - she had tried to learn, in an attempt to better serve her pack's needs, but she'd fumbled at anything more difficult than putting pressure on a wound, and her mind went blank when she tried to recall what herbs did what, even the most basic. It was like her mind could simply not contain any healing knowledge.

She caught herself nodding in approval and had to glance away to hide her confusion. All her life she'd been taught that her pack was everything - anyone outside the pack was dangerous, an enemy, but this man seemed very open, friendly even.

"This land is very new to me," she allowed. "Everything is so different here. It's taking some time to... adjust."





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