Arrow Lake A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud

No family. No companions. No anyone. It seemed as if the girl was completely alone out there, and it had already led to her getting herself into a great deal of trouble—and with a bear, of all things! Asterr wondered what she should do, how she would proceed. There came the idea of bringing her back to the tribe, but she believed such a trip could not yet be made. Getting to the lake had been difficult enough, but leaving it was sure to be an even greater task. Given the other girl's current state, she wasn't at all confident in her being capable of traveling such terrains. It seemed the other might not even be able to get up just yet. The dragoness was worried for her, the only upside being the fact that the warmer days were just within their reach. Lunae wouldn't be stuck out in the cold.

"Hm..." The yearling glanced over the other again, examining her wounds. "Do you believe you might be capable of standing?" It was a stretch, she knew, but there was no harm in asking. "If you are unable to, do not force yourself. If you would like to try, please, move slowly. Any sudden movements could tear your wounds." Any that had started to heal would be ripped back open, placing them right back at square one. It would be a troublesome thing, and would also result in more paste having to be applied. Asterr didn't mind doing so, of course, but she knew she needed to be mindful of her supplies. The plant was a common one, found nearly everywhere, but still she did not wish to run the risk of using up all she'd collected on the trip over.