#wclfpackers01

Poultices were expensive to make but some were more expensive than others and the particular one he had planned to use for this patient was very expensive. The herbs were rare to find and with the fire happening all their resources were being used to help the hurt wolves. Now said poultices were gone.

He asked around but they all claimed they saw someone take it, a specific someone that he knew well, someone that was known for stealing others' stuff. Amara.

He waited for the day to end, for things to slow down, and for him to have a space to go and confront the man. He walked through the empty streets and knocked on the cabin Amara slept in, a small frown on his face.