A Fever You Can't Sweat Out

Water, water everywhere... Not a drop to drink. It was a thing that her mother had told her about the sea. Eden felt it was a good sign Sparrow was not asking for alcohol. "Here you go, Sparrow" she said, having run to collect her satchel and leather skin of water just in case she needed to mix herbs into a poultice. She leaned forward with the skin and dripped some cool water into Sparrow's mouth. Artisan, a wolf she had never met one on one, asked if anyone could sew.

While the healer could stitch together flesh, she seemed baffled by placing the dark man's piece of the ear on Sparrow's missing one.

She'd only do it if Sparrow wanted it. "Some are hurt, but I'll tend to them - soon. You just rest" Eden continued softly, placing a gentle paw on King's shoulder before removing it "where does it hurt most?" she added, wondering where to even start. Sparrow's birthing had depleted a lot of energy... She needed ginseng root, this time in a powder so it'd be easier to swallow, and other things... She glanced around at the others, frowning softly but refusing to show just how worried she was.

What can I do to help?