From that day on, I officially began living with the silver wolf.
The wound on my arm had been pretty bad, so I dug through my backpack and found some anti-inflammatory medicine. But by the third day, I'd stopped using it on my own. The large green leaves the silver wolf brought back—sharp-smelling and spicy—turned out to have powerful healing properties. By the next day, the swelling had noticeably gone down and the wound had scabbed over. Just over ten days later, even the deepest part of the wound had healed completely.
The most amazing part? Not a single scar was left on my arm.
Aside from the terrible smell, those leaves seemed to have skincare and beauty effects too. It was like something straight out of a fairy tale.
For the first three days of recovery, the silver wolf wouldn't
