When I came to the edge of the cliff I saw a great place to set up camp, it had five caves carved into the side of a cliff wall.
I carried her to the biggest one and laid her down I went to grab some moss and when I came back she was staring groggily
I put the dry side of the Moss on her stubbed tail to clean the extra blood
she began to try and sit up. I gently pushed her back down.
I ran to a nearby meadow and collected some poppy seeds to ease the pain just like small-meadow did.
I made an ointment of leafs and covered it with cobwebs. She sighed and fell unconscious again.
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Half Wolf
FantasyIf you live among wolfs you are one with the pack The pack is your strength your pride and your soul In strength and in weakness you are forced to stay strong But what if one was not born a wolf all along?
