Talk:Quest 2/Week Four/@comment-5342796-20140907201523/@comment-18042103-20140909053935

"You don't need to find me." a soft voice called from a tree. "I'm not about to leave when I'm pretty much the only one here who knows how to treat your wounds." The cream she-cat jumped down, landing on the ground silent. "Let me check what you got." She sniffed the herbs, before nosing a few off and pawing at the rest. "Well, there's no golden rod..." she murmured before grabbing some leaves and chewing on them. "Let me make a poultice."