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soon enough. Finish your
drink.”
    Filled with curiosity, Sanda returned to her
seat.
    Mouse asked Cami to sit in one of the kitchen
chairs. She palpated the woman’s stomach. “Any pain? Cramping?”
    Cami indicated the negative. “I am having
some sickness.”
    “In the morning?” Mouse asked.
    “Yes, and some in the evening.”
    Sanda kept her eyes on her tea, which was
getting cold. From the direction of their conversation, she could
have sworn that Cami was with child.
    Mouse grabbed a long cone from her shelf,
placed it against Cami’s back and pressed her ear to it while she
breathed.  Then, she placed it against Cami’s belly, which to
Sanda’s untrained eye could have been no more than heavy with a
full meal.
    Mouse pronounced Cami healthy, and told her
she was coming along well. She pulled a bottle of liquid off the
shelf, and filled a smaller bottle with the same liquid that Sanda
remembered Cami drinking during their last encounter. It was dark
brown, and with her heightened sense of smell, Sanda could pick out
the scent of pine, mushrooms, and other pungent scents suspended in
alcohol.
    She handed the bottle to Cami, and took an
empty bottle in return. As Cami stood to leave Mouse stopped
her.
    “I’ll have to tell the Alpha now that you are
out of the woods,” Mouse said.
    Cami‘s eyes narrowed. She glanced between
Sanda and Mouse, as if weighing her options. The Alpha nodded once,
then pulled her cloak back on and left.
    Mouse turned to Sanda with a small shrug and
a grimace that Sanda returned, but she didn’t know exactly what was
going on. She was almost certain that Cami was pregnant, but by
whom, and did that mean she had been pregnant during their trip
down the mountain to rescue Beryx?
    “Isn’t it difficult for a Lycan to have
children?” Sanda asked to find the answer to her question in a more
round about way.
    “Yes,” Mouse said, “Most females can’t carry
a child to term. Now that I’m more certain of Cami’s pregnancy,
I’ll need to let Jurisa know about her status.”
    Mouse tamped down the fire as she spoke. It
was obvious that she was getting ready to head out, so Sanda
drained her cup of tea and placed it by Mouse’s empty tea cup on
the kitchen countertop. She knew when to get out of the way.
    “I meant to ask, before Cami dropped by,”
Mouse said, “Are you apprenticing with anyone?”
    Sanda shook her head. She still didn’t know
what kind of punishment she’d receive for her venture into
Ekras.
    “I could use someone,” Mouse whispered. “If
you are willing.” She looked at the floor, showing Sanda that shy,
withdrawn creature she had a reputation of being in the community.
Seeing the woman with her patients, it was easy to forget.
    “Oh,” Sanda said, “I’ve never had any
training with medicine.” She shifted uncomfortably. The idea had
never occurred to her. What Mouse could do, what she did was
certainly valuable to the community though. Sanda had to admit, it
was also interesting in a way.
    “You have the makings of a good healer.”
    “Me?”
    Mouse laughed a little, “Yes.”
    “I’m not really, really,” Sanda said.
    “You’re caring, patient, practical,” Mouse
said, listing off characteristics like they were part and parcel of
Sanda’s personality, “You can even stand up to an Alpha if you need
too. I’ve seen it.”
    Sanda shook her head again. She couldn’t
think of what to say. Mouse seemed to have made up her mind about
Sanda, and she wasn’t even that sure of Mouse at the moment.
    “Think about it,” Mouse said.
    That was all Sanda could do. She and Mouse
pulled on their cloaks and left the hut, walking through the light
falling of snow. Sanda left Mouse at the Alpha’s cottage and turned
off towards her home to while away the hours. The cottage was cold
when she arrived, and Sanda quickly brought the fireplace back into
full flame, going out back to bring in more firewood for the rest
of the night. Her evening was