Looking for a Life Raft

Her new wolf followed after her at a respectful distance, he seemed to settle into his new role easily. Of course he didn’t have the strength to be contrary either and it was a quick trip to her chosen alcove. He stood awkwardly as she motioned to the bed and Belle stifled a sigh. ”Lay down here.” She instructed, placing a paw over the furs. He would be kept warmer here than the hole he chose earlier.

While she waited on him to settle down Deathbelle moved to the storage area of the infirmary to start him on his treatment. She grabbed a bit of comfrey, honey, and a tiny bit of valerian. She wanted mostly to get his cough under control. The honey would give him a bit of energy and the valerian would help him to get to sleep.

Deathbelle turned back to the sick wolf, hopefully he’d gotten as comfortable as possible. She prepared the tincture with a bit of spring water kept in gourd bottles. He was probably dehydrated as well. ”Alright, I'm going to start with this cough syrup.” She told him as she offered the honey mixture. ”You can drink it all now if you want to, but it might be better if you drink it throughout the night.” She told him as she turned back to the wall and retrieved another gourd of pure water. ”Here’s a bit of water to quench your thirst.”