Samuel's POV
With My hand on Amara's head calming her The healer gets to work. I don't know his name yet, but at this point it doesn't matter. All that matters is that he has her life in his hands. He takes her pulse, examines her eye's checks her heart, her lungs, and notices a lump on her head that seems concerning to him.
"How old is she? If I remeber correctly she'd be 18 correct."
"Yes 18."
"When was the last time her wolf was seen? or heard from?"
"The night we found her she was 10. So eight years. Lucy was injecting her with medication. Twice a day. I think that's why her wolf left."
"Do you have the medication?"
"Outside of the doorway to the left should be a little black box with syringes, alcohol pads and the medication."
The older man looked at me quizzically.
"how long
