Flow halted half way towards the Alpha's den, her eye lids dropping slightly with exhaustion. She turned around with a lazy smile. "It's okay little one, Robin is a healer, she'll take good care of you." Flow assured the small bundle of fur with a soothing, sweet motherly voice, who was plastered to her sleek, alabaster paws. She leaned down and stroked the pup's forehead with her smooth tongue-
Robin offered a gentle smile as well. Robin always felt un-eased around frightened little pups, as if her years of training in the art of herbs and healing were spoiled and she was utterly failing. She would do her best to help the pup grow more at home. She ducked down, grabbed the pup by the scruff and started easily for the healer's Den. She slid past the dangling willow leaf curtains to reveal and dark, damp den with cool, hard, gray granate floors and walls. The strong, sweet and tangy aroma of herbs, berries, roots, and dried green moss always met a wolf when they enter the Medicine den. Robin had grown used to the gloomy darkness of the den, she found it nice kind of. Robin slipped Mystic down upon a shaggy bed of tangled goose feathers and shreds of thick moss and dried up old oak leaves, heading silently over towards the long, ragged cracks in the ridged wall, sinking her slim limb into on of them and grabbing some lavender. She carried the sweet-smelling flower towards Mystic. "Smell these, they will sooth you and help you sleep." Robin said, setting the purple flowers down next to the small female-
Yvette awoken quickly. A new scent drifted into her nostrils. Her ears swiveled forwards as she opened her bright blue eyes with flecks of green. Yvette could just make out the thin outlines of Robin and another pup against the very dim lit den. She perked her head from her small paws, staring directly at the new pup. Yvette was a pup herself, just a few weeks old to be correct. Yvette was starting to believe there was to many pups-
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