<strong>Catherine Elizabeth</strong><br/><br/>She listened intently to Lylia, she could only imagine the troubled background the woman must have had. It tore at her heart that so many of the weres that came would have broken pasts to try and recover from. She was not exaggerating, the glade was beyond lovely. The soft breeze ruffled the leaves above and dappled sunlight came through the tall canopy of trees and it was dotted with random boulders whose shoulders had been weathered to roundness with the passing of time.<br/><br/>She did not think they would have to worry about food too much, her people were adept at living off the land and they would gladly teach any who did not know how to accomplish this. They had brought an abundance of seed with them for cultivated crops. They did not till the earth and plant them in large plots, that was only asking for trouble, instead they planted them here and there, spread out where it would not interfere with the already growing plants. It worked well with nature, even though as cats they were quite carnivorous, they were also human and needed an array of vitamins to keep their bodies healthy.<br/><br/>She was musing these thoughts and others, as well as thinking about Lylia’s kind instruction of the arcane magics over in her head when it came to her. To provide the best center for healing that they could, they should make it one with this beauty. What could be more restful than recovering to this view? They could erect a pole, roughly in the center, and build in a circle around it some small private rooms for any surgical procedures and private care. Then extend the roof out from that central structure leaving almost the entire place open. Perhaps weighted sheer curtains to provide a bit of privacy when desired and that would be it, so simple. Use one of the rooms for storage of medical supplies, one for the doctor to sleep when not needed and the other 3-4 rooms could be for patients. So simple yet it would work well and tie in well with the surroundings. She would start by finding a good solid tree for the central pole, preferably one that had died but still had good solid wood, the rest could be made easily with basket weaving materials or bamboo, she had not been looking for it but there was bound to be a bamboo grove or two about.<br/><br/>“You are right Lylia, it is gorgeous here. I understand what you are saying about the arcane magics and I think it is fascinating that you can so confidently teach others, I am sure there are many who would benefit greatly from your tutelage. I would never have the patience to teach others something so delicate and complicated.” Catherine went on to tell her the idea she had for the medical center. She did not want Lylia to exhaust herself making the shelter when it could be so easily done with materials at hand. If she approved of the idea Catherine was going to set off in search of the perfect tree for the center. She was quite strong but she may need help moving that large a tree if it wound up being very far away. Now that she had a plan in mind she was excited to set it to action. She wondered if the cats would gather together to chose a leader. She wandered who the candidates would be and who she would vote for. He grandfather was leader of her pack, if he was among the choices for leader he would undoubtedly have her vote.<br/><br/>She could already picture the medical center as she planned it, nice private rooms for the healers to work in and nice peaceful surroundings for patients to rest in, the breeze coming through fluttering the weight curtains slightly, there would be plenty of room to plant medicinal plants around the clearing for use when needed, she had several specimens with her, she grew many of them in small earthen pots and when traveling here space had been tight, she made room for her medical implements and the medicinal plants as well. Most of her clothes had been left behind as well as all her jewelry and other personal items. She knew she would never regret her decisions in what she had brought though and that helped her rest easier. She still had more than many of the weres here and she hoped that by building the shelter Lylia would have a place to stay, until then she offered to share her cave with Lylia. That way Lylia would have time to find a comfortable place in the valley to make into her home. The furs she had bumbled her precious plants in for protection now served as a bed on the cave floor, the soft thick fur was luxurious but being a cat Catherine could nap anywhere happily. She would probably just take to the trees for a few days.<br/>