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

She could see the relief on Deathbelle's face as clearly as Zee could. She would make a point of asking about it later. Once they had the man in the cart with their joint efforts, Iolaire urged the caribou forward. The little ungulate was careful to avoid dips and bumps. Though she was a goofy little thing, she understood the severity of the situation.

Walking alongside the cart, Io was intent on seeing Magnus back to where he would rest until he was healed. She would sew up the rest of his wounds with the supplies that Deathbelle offered and, once she was sure that he wouldn't die, she would leave him in the capable paws of the empress.