Bearclaw Valley everyone dies someday

Maybe @Kove or @Scarlett? Want to use this as a counselor/healer thread :)

He had spent most of his time in the den drifting between the realms of sleep and consciousness, the herbs had cured him of his fever as well as the water that the albino gave him frequently. Raziel had been unable to move from his bed, everytime he shifted, agony ran through him and sometimes, new blood seeped from his wounds. He was improving significantly though, the wounds had mostly healed into scabs although he still kept them clean and applied poultices to them daily.

He hadn't been able to collect herbs by himself but with the help of the caretakers, they brought back the suitable herbs needed. Cobwebs stretched over his wounds to keep the poultices in and to stop the bleeding in case his calculations were wrong.  

Today, Raziel felt better than before and after stretching his long form carefully, he rose to his paws and was surprised to feel only a bit of pain. He took a step and gone was the excruciating agony that tormented him before, with a wide grin, the Roman trotted to the entrance of the den and let out a happy whoop along with a howl that announced his small recovery.

However, the moment anyone arrived, he would collapse from the sheer exertion it took.