Dragoncrest Cliffs we begin in the dark and birth is the death of us

It was not unusual for the aspiring medic to respond to calls intended for Drageda's Fisa, especially not when they were filled with such desperation and worry. So with a quick few steps Rose gathered a handful of common herbs and grasped them between her jaws, heart threatening to beat out of her chest as she began to sprint towards the area Blixen had howled from. Only upon arriving at the scene did the russet Kru realize just how serious the situation was, for it was not just anyone laying there. It was Heda herself.

To make matters worse Rose was inexperienced with handling what appeared to be drowning and Portia, who she hoped would have arrived before her, still wasn't here. However, on the bright side the unconscious commander was still breathing which meant at the very least they still had time to save her. "What happened" the russet Kru let out after tossing the bundle of herbs onto the sand, trying to sound as calm and collected as she could given the current circumstance. If she could figure out what happened then maybe, just maybe she could bide enough time for Portia.