Late is better than never

Lucretia knocked at Amanda's door, and she bit her lips when she saw the parents opening. How unlucky, she hoped to see Amanda directly.

«I wanted to help, but I don't know how,» she explained, bowing her head in shame. She had disturbed them late in the night, but they didn't seem displeased.

«Renato is with that woman, and she sent me out, so... What... Where can I go?»

«Come in,» they said. «Amanda can help you. The wounded are mostly in the infirmary. I'm sure they need some help.»

«Oh, thanks,» she said, walking in.

«You can bring this as well,» they added, packing some first aid equipment in a bag.

«I'm late,» Lucretia sighed.

«Late is better than never, child.»

Amanda came down the stairs after hearing the voices, and she observed how Lucretia was stacking towels and bandages in two bags. The battle was over, and that brat had realised how to be useful... Even so, most wolves were already recovering in their homes.