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Indigo had managed to come into the village unnoticed, so her father must be organizing some ritual or other. She set her sights on the Healer's hut.
Never going in there voluntarily, unless Dagger ordered her too or the Healer needed a helper, Indigo's foster-mother was surprised to see her climbing through the dank entrance and asking for advice.
"Healer, where can I find scrolls?" Indigo asked.
Healer looked up from her sorting of poison ivy, her paws protected from the itching aspect by their layer of fur. "Well, I haven't seen scrolls for quite some time. And seeing as they're made from trees, you won't find any in the village. My best bet is in the underwater city of the Namud Clan, or, even better, the home of the Hawks."
"Thanks."

Indigo packed her special jacket, a small meat-cutting knife, some food, and some herbs.
She needed to know what that beast was.