Randelle"Randelle, could you help me carry these supplies to the healing cabin?" Amara asked, gesturing to several baskets brimming with freshly picked herbs. "Of course," I replied, grabbing two of the heavy baskets. Amara was one of the pack's healers, and I was happy to assist her. As we walked, I inhaled the pungent scents wafting up from the herbs - tangy lemon balm, earthy sage, sweet goldenrod. Birds sang overhead in the forest canopy and dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves, warming my skin. When we arrived at the cozy healing cabin, I gingerly set the baskets down on the worn wooden table that dominated the space. Dried herbs and plants hung from the rafters, and dozens of jars and bottles crowded the shelves along the walls. "Thank you, I really appreciate the help," Amara said sincerely as she began sorting the fresh-picked plants. "It's no trouble at all." On impulse I added, "Let me know if you need assistance preparing any remedies. I'm not skilled at heali
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