Arrow Lake A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud

The fluttering of the younger's gaze only served as further proof of the life she continued to possess, that her soul had yet to leave it's capsule. She observed the other female as her head was raised, noting how she must have managed to retrieve some of her strength. It was small, really, but it was progress all the same. As long as the stranger continued to stay on the incline, hope remained. However, still, it was troubling that the girl could form no words. Whether it was by choice or not, that was something the young medic could not diagnose. Without the knowledge of what it was that caused her silence, the dragoness settled for wordless responses.

With her question answered, Asterr could not prevent a sigh from slipping passed her lips. "Do not move anymore, lay back down." As she spoke, the girl had turned away, her form slowly disappearing from the injured one's line of sight. It was not far off that she'd gone, though, as she'd been quick to locate a small cluster of large rocks. They were much too big for her to knock over, but the spaces between them were spread just enough for her to weasel her slender muzzle in and pluck away at the thin coating of moss. When she had managed to secure a decent grip upon the blanket and pulled back, a full view of what she had to work with was offered. It wasn't much, but just enough to get by on for the time being. Silently, she'd calculated for how long it might last, before proceeding to then (very gently) pull a smaller clump from the mass. The rest was scooted back between the rocks for safe keeping, while the clump she'd specifically chosen was taken over to the water's edge. Gingerly, worrying that the current might rip it from her grasp, she lowered her muzzle down into the water, letting the moss absorb as much of it as possible. Once satisfied, the chieftess had returned to Lunae's side.

"This will be cold, and may even sting, but do not pull away," the elder of the two commanded, a discreet edge to her voice being added to better get her point across. Whether the girl tried to squirm or not, it would not matter. Asterr would continue to move closer to her, before leaning in and tending to her wounds. The first step was to clean away as much of the blood as possible, and that which would not come free willingly would be pulled away with soft nips. She'd done a similar thing to Leo a long ways back, removing the scabs so that she could ensure every inch of the wound did not go without a good cleansing. The same was to be done to her current ward.