Redhawk Caldera Houston, we have a problem

      Reek followed to pup's cries all the way to the base of the caldera, only to spot the tiny figure of the pup tumbling down the mountainside in a panicked roll.  Upon reaching the bottom of the mountainside, the pup laid motionless... the only sound escaping it's lips was a dry whimper.  Poor thing.  Drawing closer to the pup, Reek gave her a quick glance over to asses the damage: she was battered and bruised, a little bit bloody, but most notably, possessed a swollen face.  Anaphylaxis? 

      Fuck.

      The little one picked up her head and spoke to Reek thinking it was her father, to which she obviously realized her mistake when she tucked her tail down and pulled back.  "'Fraid not, little one," said Reek, shrinking down to the pup's level.  A warm smile spread across his homely face as he tried to console the scared child.  "But, you're gonna be just fine.  Reek's gonna patch you up and make you good as new."  His tone remained calm, however panicked he felt. Her reaction didn't seem to be extremely severe, however Reek couldn't have been any less prepared to handle this sort of situation, seeing as his medicinal herb-cache was far, far away back in Redtail Rise.  All he could do is make sure her air-way didn't close up from the swelling and keep her relaxed.  Panic would be the worst possible thing for her.