The Sentinels And silence gives you space

A seal. Eilidh had seen them from afar, the giant grey creatures that lumbered along the beach and the rocky outcroppings there. Pearl's experience with them made sense, considering what Eilidh had observed about them. She wasn't ever going to try to hunt one of those on her own. "You're lucky it didn't bite you in the neck, Pearl. Maybe next time you should have some backup." After getting bit, Pearl did cleanse the wound in the ocean. Eilidh nodded at Pearl's assessment; the water was freezing this time of year and anymore than a brief dip would cause some health issues.

"It looks pretty clean now. But I think we should put something on it. A salve or something." Eilidh frowned as she took a few steps back from Pearl. What would her Mamma do? "Just make sure to keep it clean. Can you walk to the healing den?" Eilidh asked softly, looking into her pack mate's green eyes. They were more alike than she thought.