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Some pp with Tobias. Let me know if it's not okay <3

The call woke her from where she slept curled around her four children. Just like the last time, the healer assumed they would only call her to the borders for one reason. She sniffed the air, wondering if anyone happened to be close by and picked up the scent of @Tobias. Speedy called him into her den and once he agreed to keep watch over the pups, she swiftly set out for the borders, stopping only to collect a few things from the herb den.

When she arrived, her gaze was first drawn to the pacing stranger; he looked absolutely tormented, and it made her chest tighten as she glanced around to find the source of his heartbreaking state. Another unfamiliar woman stood near Evergreen and Ira, her features heavy with despair. It was then that she saw the tiny crumpled form on the ground, and she rushed forward. She felt nauseous as she took in the child's injuries. What a horrible state for this poor baby to be in. She couldn't help but see one of her own children lying there broken. She imagined she would be in the same tortured state as the two strangers, and she assumed then that they must be the pup's caretakers. She swallowed the lump in her throat as she forced her mind to switch into healer mode; no one could afford for her to fall apart right now. 

She quickly glanced up to the woman she assumed to be the mother and then back down at the boy. The first question that came to her mind was how, but then a more pressing matter occurred to her. Pain-- she needed to control his pain before he went into shock, assuming he hadn't already and that there was nothing else internally going on. Part of her wondered if she would even be able to fix this poor child; his wounds were extensive, and from what she could tell, he didn't appear to be in any kind of state to eat anything, which, at the very least, would make controlling his pain difficult. She supposed warmth and keeping the lacerations from getting infected would be a good place to start, and of course only time would tell if she could get him through this. She looked first to the strangers, gaze full of sympathy, and then she looked to her leaders. We should get him to the caves, she said. At least there she was close to their herbs and could check on him frequently without having to leave her own children for too long.

Assuming the count and constable had no reservations with her suggestion, Speedy turned back to the parents. Follow me, she said, eyes lingering briefly on the little girl she hadn't noticed before. Realizing she must be terrified, Speedy offered her a tiny, reassuring smile before turning to head back towards the caves.