Sleeping Dragon consulting the self

Lucani was quick—as quick as could be allowed—to make the stone dry and continued even with nothing there. She frowns, and wishes to take it and refill it but she doesn't want to leave her alone. The two wolves might not agree with her decisions, but she's come to and it's only a matter of time until she figured out exactly what happened.

The older woman swings her head and speaks, but not without struggle, and Thuringwethil closes her eyes for a moment to give the other time. If she could help her up and guide her to water, she could drink her fill. Even then, perhaps she'd be lucid enough to tell the young leader what to do and how to fix the problem.

Her slate eyes slide open when asked and from there, Thuringwethil tells her and her entire focus is on the healer until they are able to get her somewhere for her to rest.

I hope it's okay to just wrap this up here.