Redsand Canyon Wheat like waves.

Aquene had been returning from a venture to find more poppy when she heard the call, her eyes widening as she immediately bolted for it’s source. The fact that both she and Fennec were being called for was enough for major concern. The stench of cat lingered heavily in the air, the creature fallen… and Towhee as well.
 
“Towhee!” She knew it would fall on deaf ears as Reyson applied pressure to the gaping wound. “Fennec, I need cobwebs, willowbark and yarrow, immediately.” She would need to pack the wound. The exposition of the spine was more than enough to cause concern. She had seen such injuries before… and she had never had a good outcome with it. “Do not move her, Reyson. It could worsen the bleeding.” She became aware after the fact of what he had said, hearing it but not processing it until after she had given her orders to Fennec.