Chapter 17 Horns And Hints

• Xueya knelt beside her patient, carefully adjusting the linen wrap around a twisted ankle. The young lion beastman winced but gave her a grateful nod. Another stranger, another success. Word of her healing skills had spread far beyond their village borders—too far, perhaps.
• When she rose, Ravnir was already waiting just outside the healer's hut, arms crossed, tail flicking in mild agitation.
• "You're tense," she said, brushing dirt from her robe. "Do I need to check your pressure points?"