No den??

He squinted, taking a closer look at the injuries. He reckoned, with his inexperienced eye, that she was going to have a nice scar on her shoulder after this. He sat back on his hunches as she rolled in the water, wondering what she planned on doing now. She was the adult here, after all. Was she going to go to Auntie Io about the shoulder?

He was beginning to think she was a bit of a healer herself. After washing the wound, she packed it with moss, which he only vaguely knew about from his time with Auntie Io.

She cleared his questioning expression when she said it could wait until morning. He was beginning to think there was nothing she couldn’t do. “My Mother didn’t lose two souls… Did she?” the boy looked at her in confusion.