As she drawled on and on, Wolfhive's stomach churned unpleasantly. It felt unreal to be hearing Drizzlecloud talk about herbs when Springlight was the one handling the storm of injuries and ailments that flooded through the camp. Cobwebs, moss, pressure.. marigold, wrap.
Riversong's question made his brow furrowed. He didn't remember how Finchpaw died, just that she had.
"If herbs and pressure aren't working, there isn't much to he done is there? Some wounds can't be healed, regardless of what you do."
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