Put Out the Cat

Lúta nodded somberly at the news that the tiger had killed a young wolf near the borders of Resin's pack. That was truly an unfortunate occurrence but now the tiger had been dealt with so hopefully it would not happen again. She wondered how much of the volcanic eruption had disturbed the normal hunting patterns of the large predators in Boreas.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Was the young wolf a member of your pack?"

Lúta moved closer to examine the wounds. The gashes along the woman's neck looked painful but thankfully they didn't seem terribly deep. The thick fur had helped to protect her as well as encourage the blood to clot. The punctures on Resin's side were also not terribly deep but Lúta was always wary of puncture wounds and the risk of infection.

"Let me see if I can find something here to help with the pain and bleeding, and maybe something to guard against infection. One moment." Lúta took off on her hunt for helpful herbs. She was fairly certain she could find meadowsweet here which could help with the pain and slow the bleeding. Meadowsweet was typically gathered in the height of summer so this was a good time to go looking.