Stavanger Bay what i've done

Thistle heard the howl, and she ran as fast as her rotund self could. It was hard, and she had to stop a few times. Her breathing was labored, and her stomach hurt, but she continued on. She was not about to ignore a call from her husband, for healing .Especially when it sounded important. She was already worried as it were, with Charon being gone and missing.

When she saw the two of them, a softly uttered "Oh"  Left her mouth, and she hurried to the pups side, he was still a baby to her, even if he was twice her size pretty much, or almost there. She licked his face, and nudged his small neck. "Oh Charon! I was so worried about you. Let's take a look at you." She sniffed at his wounds, brushed her tongue across a few fleeting. They would need a good cleaning, and he would need to have some herbs, to kill infection. Seawater would be good too, but she wasn't sure if he would handle that pain well enough.

Where are all his wounds?