RE: Karina, you found the remains of a deer - but it is rotten and inedible.
Following her nose, the littlest Baranski exited the Cedarwood Forest for the first time in her life. She was theoretically allowed to go exploring with the adults of the River, but Karina preferred her own company or that of her brothers to the company of the adults in her pack. They were always trying to teach her things that she just wasn’t good at. It was always “look at that” or “see this?” and it took her ages and a lot of squinting to find what they were trying to show her. Terrified of being hurt or hurting someone else, she was rotten at fighting too, and as for hunting… even if she could see the target she would rather make friends with an animal than hunt it down. Lachesis was the only wolf who taught her things that made sense. He showed her how to use her nose to identify the useful parts of plants and other wild things. “Wound mending” usually smelt one way, and “sleeping” smelt another way... it was hard to explain to her brothers, but she could just sense things about plants. She would have loved to find Lachesis and talk about the plants of autumn (summer plants were on their way out) but he was so busy these days, what with taking on all her father’s responsibilities. Karina wondered if he even had time to heal her father properly, and that was when she came up with this brilliant idea to gather the healing herbs herself.
Karina sniffed at a fruity smelling plant, wrinkling her nose as she tried to remember. It was so odd, but the farther she got from home the less she could recall from her sessions with Lachesis. She had assumed it would be just as easy as one of their lessons where she picked the correct herb from a pile. Gathering from the wild was nothing like that, she was realizing. Live plants looked and smelled so different from their dried counterparts, and the right answer wasn’t so easy when the question wasn’t multiple-choice. All she had managed to gather was a mouthful of minty-smelling stuff, and she couldn’t even recall if it was useful. All it was doing was clogging up her nose so she couldn’t smell other stuff properly. She spat the minty plant onto the ground in annoyance, and when her nose cleared she caught an interesting smell in the air. She knew it would be a bad idea to go too far out of the Cedars, but as long as she could find her way home…
She darted after the pungent scent, knowing that it was highly unlikely anyone would check for her or even know she had left the Forest. There were so few River wolves now, and they were all so busy now that Dad was sick. Soon she came upon the carcass of some horned creature. Karina supposed it was a deer, but it was hard to tell when it smelled so rotten. The pup was pretty hungry—she always was, it seemed— but even if she was starved she wouldn’t touch that meat. The antlers were a different story though. Karina felt confident that there was something useful about deer antlers, even if at this moment she couldn’t remember exactly what it was. If it was possible those horns could help her dad, she was going to get them. Breathing through her mouth, the pup started chewing through the decaying flesh at the base of the skull, attempting to sever the head from the carcass. She gagged as she got a mouthful of rotten hide, spitting the putrefaction onto the ground before running a few paces away to breathe. She could really use that minty plant right about now.