Tribal Omega #14

Calla Swiftwater grinds up the herbs, helping the older healer out, as Lily's fingers no longer worked liked they used to. And the chore never bothered Calla.. but then again, no chores really bothered her. The warriors bring in a few of their injured, a pack attack, a common sight in their world. Here, put them in the beds, I'll clean their wounds.. Calla says softly