The days were passing peacefully enough. Ashlyn was meeting more and more of the pack and exploring more and more of the land. She was slowly regaining her stamina, healing quickly and putting on a little weight. Dr Jenkins, after she had been at Darkmoon about a week, did repeat blood tests and said everything was looking healthier. Ashlyn was happy here, she would sit on the edge of the woods and sketch random wolves, never being sure who they were until they would come and find her to ask if they could see the sketch. She always shared it with them, making a photocopy for them to keep. It seemed to be some kind of honour to be drawn by Ashlyn, though no one actually asked her outright to draw them, after a week of this when she came out to draw there suddenly seemed to be a lot of peopl
