Holding Out For A Hero

Huata smiled and nodded. She had not known many other healers besides herself, a look of kindness in her topaz orbs as they shimmered in the sunlight that peaked out of the clouds. The sun beamed down on top of her, making a spotlight almost as if showing the beauty that was held in her as well as the outside of her. Bradan was a unique name, she thought amongst herself. She began to speak in a calm and kind manner, "Thank you for coming with me, but, I know a few herbs I can use. Besides, I am a healer myself. I may be three but since I had been alone for so long I know how to hunt and heal on my own." She smiled and looked to him with kindness. "But, it has been a while since I had had someone to talk to. I would love the company," She smiled and began to walk to a small bush of herbs.

Sap from trees began to ooze, soon placing the frozen sap onto the snow where the sun was beating down as it began to melt. She dabbed her paw into it and smeared it across her wounds, soon wrapping a leaf around the gash on her chest and placing a small one on her cheek as it began to stop the bleeding.