~Dana~
(Six moons later)
Dana walked alongside Milan in the fields of the moon crest pack. The air was filled with earthly scents of different flowers. She halted suddenly, the patch of the yarrow plant drawing her attention, the familiar fern-like shape pulling her memories to the past.
Kneeling, she brushed her hands over the white -feathery plant, recalling the way Alden’s hand had carefully crushed the plant, making a poultice for her wound. The way he had maintained a focused expression while gently placing the poultice on her wound flooded her mind bringing her comfort in the moment.
“ Dana,” Milan's voice jolted her from her thoughts. “Are..you alright?.” Milan asked her voice calm and soft.
“ Yeah.. just admiring them. ” Dana replied, gesturing her hands to the Yarrow plant, a
