The Sentinels all hope in eclipse

the sound of desperation tore deirdre from her inspection of the plant-life, which had only just broken free from the earth. fear clutched her heart as she thought of what must be amiss, and she veritably flew to the place the call had come from.

a figure on the ground put fear into her heart--for its size and its fur was recognizable even from afar to the daughter of Taltos--and her head flew upward to call for @Lucani by name, though summoned @Eilidh as well. the handsome woman knew of medicines and healing, while eilidh, she had learned, had less experience... but perhaps enough to help.

to react to her father this way was to react to instinct that bid her to aid him. for his sides rose and fell, and after a passing look of thanks to dante, she moved alongside her father. deirdre did not hesitate; she firstly licked the foam away from his lips, her eyes seeking his own. they were partially opened, and she saw the whites of them. next she searched his body for injuries, though smelt no blood upon him. when there was nothing to find, deirdre spoke to her father to see his state: can you hear me, athair? i have called eilidh, and lucani. can you speak?

next she spoke to dante as she brushed her muzzle against lasher, feeling the heat within his body. we must move him to shade, she instructed, looking to him. perhaps we can do this together. he cannot drink yet--we must work to cool him... until lucani and my sister come, do as i do--it will suffice. deirdre looked to dante, knowing she commanded a superior in ranks but also knowing that in this matter she must do so. if she was worried, if she was frightened, she did not show it, nor did she allow herself to feel it. to allow fear to grip her would be to concede to the ills that might befall him if she did. she was a witch, and a powerful one! he would be saved; if she could bring the earth to return, surely, surely she could do this thing, too!

deirdre stood over lasher, using her tongue to cleanse and cool him both. this was but the first step; when others came, she could collect her stones and the coconut that she could put fresh and frigid riverwater in, or perhaps waters from the sea! the girl looked to dante, gesturing to her father and permitting him to do as she did. after this, when we have covered the length of him, we will move him. he cannot be in the light of the sun, he is overheated... and though she was not sure what else had happened here having never seen a seizure before, she knew for certain he could not be in the heat, for he felt like a remnant flame of the fire that hovered above them, and this did not bode well, but he would survive this! this thought she projected, gathering her power to the pit of her belly as she sorted through the spells she knew to find the proper one.

pp consent given!