The Sentinels And silence gives you space

Eilidh laughed between cleaning the wounds at Pearl's willingness to step into her brother's drama. Nothing would ever make her do that unless it threatened her brother's life or the lives of her family. Otherwise, he and Behati and whoever else was involved could stir up their own drama between themselves. As long as nobody bothered her, she was fine. "Good luck with that. He's more stubborn than a thorn between your toes." After making sure the wound was clean and fresh (as horrible as that sounded), Eilidh bent to the pile of herbs at her feet. She picked out the Devil's Nettle leaves, placed them in her mouth, and chewed.

After a few minutes she spit them out onto Pearl's neck. "Ew, sorry." She said softly, screwing up her face. She laughed as she spread the chewed up leaves with her nose, making sure to get it all over the wound and raw flesh. "There, that should do it. Leave that on for two days, then you can wash it off. The scab will be terribly itchy, but don't scratch it. Come back on day four and I'll give you something to soothe the itch." She then returned the unused herbs to the den and after rinsing her mouth out in a nearby stream, came back to talk to Pearl. "Healing has been fun. My Mamma knows way more than I do, obviously, but she's been teaching me when she can." She smiled and sat down next to her, again noting their resemblance. "Besides hunting seal, what have you been up to?"