Semua Bab He Stole My Scales, I Left Him Dead : Bab 11 - Bab 12

As the plague finally began to ease, the survivors set about gathering my belongings.There were incomplete medical preions, a long dress I had mended countless times, little cloth dolls I made to comfort the pups, and healing salves I prepared for the warriors to take on their hunts.They brought everything to the council hall.One of the elders proposed building a statue in my honor and praying that I would forgive the pack and grant them the divine power they needed to survive.However, Mara tore the proposal to pieces without a moment's hesitation."When she was alive, you treated her like a tool. Don't use her name to pacify the pack now that she's dead. How many times have we done exactly that? Wasn't this disaster brought upon us by that same greed and cruelty? Let's not make the same mistake again."After fierce opposition from many pack members, the elders finally agreed to build nothing more than a plain stone marker, without a single word carved into it.No one dared