Adrift Without a Life Vest

Gwynevere nodded as Mercury told her to pull Anthea onto his back. She wasn't the strongest wolf around, but Anthea was fairly light all things considered so getting her onto Mercury's back wasn't all that difficult. It helped that Anthea pushed off the ground a bit so she didn't have to fully lift her up on her own. Once the blue-hued woman was situated on the Knight's back, Gwyn grabbed the last dry fur from the supplies she brought and draped it across her before giving Mercury a nod and leading the way back up toward the castle, following the path that was cut through the brush that led them up to the castle gate. She tried to move swiftly, but not so fast that they'd risk Anthea sliding off of his back.

She didn't bother calling for Artorias just yet, more focused and concerned on getting her patient cared for first. She was sure that she should have, but she would go speak with him as soon as Anthea was stable and comfortable. A small liberty taken as the Chief Physician of the pack. She brought them into the infirmary and guided Mercury over to the cot that was closest to the fireplace before helping him get the woman onto the cot and covering all but her back leg with the fur to help keep her body heat increasing. She went to the girl's leg then, unwrapping the temporary splint she had put on and inspecting the leg more closely now that she wasn't fighting against the wind and cold coming off of the ocean to do so. Experienced paws felt over the leg and felt the slight give that the bone had in the portion between her knee and ankle.

"It's definitely a fracture, but it feels like a pretty clean one at least," she told them quietly and then went to get some more supplies, wrapping the leg and stabilizing it with a more well constructed splint. "You'll have to stay off of your paws for a while to let that heal, but otherwise I think you've come out of it pretty unscathed," she said as she worked. Other than some bruising and exhaustion, her fractured leg was the worst of it that she saw. Of course that was only the physical damage—mental anguish was a lot harder to pinpoint and diagnose. Once she was done with the cast, she covered Anthea up completely under the fur and then looked to Mercury, saying, "I'll go alert Artorias and let him know what's going on. I'm sure he'll want to come meet her. Stay here with her and make sure she rests." With that she stepped out of the room, gently closing the door behind her before she went off in search of her brother.

Gwynevere | Eilwen