I need a Dr.

They were already moving by the time Allegro started his tale, and Rhyme knew they would have to keep a closer eye on the border lands around Abaven as well with the huge amount of predators they had encountered. At least it hadn’t been in Abaven.

Shaye was suddenly there, her eyes on the girl’s wounds that Rhyme wanted to avoid inspecting closely until they were in a better place. With just a little maneuvering they arranged the sliph of a girl onto the fur that was in the middle of the main den. Shaye pointed to a few different herbs Rhyme had been heading for as she said the names. He offered her the horsetail for the poor girl’s wounds. By now the bleeding had stopped at least, but would likely open back up after the cleaning.

He was careful with the wintergreen, using dried leaves to touch it instead of using his paws or lips. Shay had a cache of water that he dipped a small working bowl into before maneuvering a small amount of leaf into the water. Hopefully she wasn’t pregnant, there were no signs of it so he felt mostly confident in giving her the pain reliever. He readied his tincture while Shaye cleaned and bound her wounds.