Redhawk Caldera Fighting a giant goldfish at the South Pole

Of course! Nightjar knew absolutely nothing about medicine, but Raven knew almost everything there was to know on the subject. If Finley thought that his littermate might know what to do about his blindness, then the dark Redhawk trusted her judgment. He hadn't so much as seen Raven since returning to the pack but he knew she was present, and he knew she wouldn't turn him away. They had never been close, but they were still littermates.

"Okay," he shakily agreed with a nod that left him feeling oddly dizzy in spite of his diminished vision. He felt truly sick in the depths of his stomach and while he hoped that Raven would have a solution, a part of him was already sinking into despair.