Lightheart ran faster than she ever thought possible for a chieftain's daughter who dabbled with medicine more than exercise. Not that she was fat, or anything. The familiar trails flowed before her like a gentle river, swiftly guiding her to Camp.<br/>"Halt, state your business," rang out a sentry with an air of authority. She slowed to a stately walk with her heart pounding hard. She really needed to run around more...<br/>"It is I, Light Which Shines With Pleasure From The Ancestor's Heart. I have come to gather some supplies in which to heal a creature's body."  Great Ancestor above, she hated her name, it was too long and complicated.<br/>"Yes Lightheart, we know you," the sentry said kindly, "we just don't know if the strange beast with you is a friend or not."