Sleeping Dragon been half goddess, half hell

The healer had been keeping calm throughout all of this, but as she was briefly distracted by the arrival of Gyda she felt a rare surge of panic hit her heart when she noticed Thuringwethil drifting off. She was about to either lick or insist her back into waking when those dark grey eyes opened (to her relief), acknowledging the presence of the other Queen. This was the work of a cougar, she was safe in confirming to Gyda, but even as she said this she was already getting back to work on tying the wounds together with goosegrass.

I'm fairly confident she'll live on the condition that we don't yet let her fall asleep, but she'll be in some pain for a while, and will need time to recover. For now, she let the two Alphas talk if they could (she didn't know if "Feisripa" was nonsense or code), but she knew that either she or Gyda would shortly have to track down some more herbs to prevent infection. The goosegrass had stopped the bleeding, but there was more to be done before the young warrior could relax.