burning versus drowning

Morwenna had been making herself at home on the island, waiting for Dread and Deluge to come back from their raiding. Gathering herbs and quickly finding a cache close to where they would sleep. It was good to finally have a place she could rely on to place her store of herbs ready to use.

Suddenly the birds overhead quieted and she pricked her ears to listen carefully, the cascade of long and wavy fur by her cheeks caught the wind and she could just barely catch the scent of them. Since the birds had gone quiet she could hear the weak call for her by the beach, they had returned! But perhaps not in good health. She took just a moment to grab her tiny leather satchel she held in her mouth and filled it with her trauma kit. Then dashed to where she heard Deluge's voice.

She bounded to their sides, they were both soaked. Dread was unconscious, Deluge was pumping his stomach, he must have sunk on his way here. Their faces looked awful!

"I have you both, Dread I'm here." She said tenderly pressing her ear to the side of his chest to listen for his heart. His ear was ripped to ribbons! Deluge's face was shredded harshly. Was her eye intact? She couldn't quite see from this angle yet she had to focus on getting him conscious. She grabbed the sharp smelling root of valerian and a peppermint sprig from her satchel, broke them to release the smells and placed them infront of his nose. The valerian wouldn't exactly be pleasant.