oh baby, that was quite a punch; could somebody check my pulse?

Magnus instantly began to fight her as she worked to heal him. Gently, the small woman placed a paw on either side of his face, her opposable thumbs stroking the bloodied fur. The blood trickling from his ears told her that the drums within had burst. He had a long road of healing ahead and most likely wouldn't regain all of his hearing. In a loud but gentle voice, Iolaire spoke. "Magnus. You're going to be okay. You're safe. Your pack is with you."

Others came. Deathbelle first and then Zee. Belle's words brought one brow raising, but the little healer gave a good natured scoff. "No chance." She wouldn't let the man die. It was then that she noted Magnus' fixation upon the empress. Io gave her paw a swipe, ushering the woman forward. "Keep him distracted while I finish." If he was paying attention to Deathbelle, then Io would be able to finish her assessment more easily.

Indigo scooted closer and Zee came with him simply to comfort her son. Ever the eager student, he questioned his aunt. As Io cleaned and bandaged the more minor injuries while she had time, she answered him. "The larger wounds must be covered until we can get him back to the cottage to keep them clean. They'll need stitching." The woman wiggled her digits and gave the boy a reassuring wink. "As for the herbs, it's a powder of willow bark, boneset, valerian root and a few other little things. It will ease his pain and help him sleep."

"I need someone to get Ila and the cart. With his broken rib, he won't be able to be carried." She didn't look at the three of them, but knew that someone would act. The little caribou knew how to hitch herself, she simply needed to be informed and accompanied. With his head bandaged and his ribs as well, Io set about closing the wound in the mans cheek while he was asleep. She spread a mixture of aloe, clove and chamomile around the wound and waiting for the numbing affects to kick in. In the meantime, the woman threaded a bone needle with a strand if sinew. She would wait until she knew that he would feel no pain, only pressure. Only then did she begin to stitch his cheek. His ears would have to wait. The healer didn't have enough thread with her to fix them now.