you say i'm mad

At last with the man's permission Chrysanthos moved in and gently started applying the poultice to the mans wounds. He worked quickly and carefully until at last he was satisfied that he'd gotten the worst of the wounds. They could examine smaller cuts and bruising when he had the man somewhere safe. Chrys hadn't forgotten the man's words and he was still nervous that at any moment the man's attackers could come bursting onto the scene. He glanced over to Bolla who was gently digging in the ground around the marshmallow plant, clearly intent on taking the whole thing. All Chrys really needed was the leaves but it wouldn't hurt to have the full plant.

Chrysanthos returned to his pack and pulled out a folded up deer hide. He carefully unfolded it and laid it out next to the man. "If you can climb onto this I can drag you to your den or if you don't have one I have a spare den for patients in Olympia. You'd be safe there."