Diary of Malakós, Second herbalist of Omoú Pack, pupil of Sokoláta, son of Äkräs and Vasiliás
First of January 2021
The sun was rising on this new day, a new year even. I had spent a good part of the night with the three pregnant pack members: Prisca, Kitrinos and Máska, who would most likely give birth very soon. Despite me being tired, I would not miss the new day for anything in the world, and was planning on visiting Sokoláta to celebrate with him.. When I arrived, he was already gone.
I know nobody will read this, but I need to say it.. Sokoláta was like a second father to me. And more than that, he was my mentor. Without him around, how am I meant to know exactly how to treat each injury? He taught me all the remedies, but what if I forget? I just feel... Lost, without him. I'll miss him.
Name means soft