Seala put her ears back and nudged his shoulder, feeling his pain. "I know exactly what you mean..." She lifted her head and looked at him with a heart-warming smile, "If you like to hear stories, I can tell you about my past. It's a pretty wild one I'll tell ya!" She looked forward again and saw a large mound of snow and a hole near it. "We're here!" She loped ahead and began to work on making the den bigger. Seala kept her ears back to fit better and to keep snow/dirt out. She was digging so rapidly, she didn't notice the old stick she had just dug up until it tore her leg. Seala yelped and leapt out of the hole. A long gash ran up her left front leg, and it shone red with blood. "Aw man... There goes digging for a bit.." She looked up at the worried Hundt and said, "I'm fine, I just kinda gashed myself." She laughed and grabbed an Elk skin pouch hidden under a particurly thick area of fur and sat down. Seala then pulled out some tall plants with bright, yellow flowers, and chewed them into a poultice. Then she pulled out a long piece of white cloth, and placed the goldenrod poultice on it. She wrapped the cloth around her leg, and tucked the end under some of the wraps. She closed the pouch and hid it again, then smiled up at Hundt, "Yes, I am a healer." She laughed a little and then added, "Shall we continue?" she gestured toward the den with her tail.