Arrow Lake fall down a rabbit hole

he knew she meant well, and of course she could give no doctor's answers. the boy was weak, was flushed. such things happened, one taken after birth that the others might live. the warmth concerned him, for such illnesses could quickly spread to the rest of the brood. 
but he could not tell ketzia to abandon her son, not now. she looked to him for hope, and there was no necessity in deeming the child doomed. not yet. "i vill bring vater. he is young for it yet, but it is important to bring down his fever. and willowbark, a tiny amount." yes — between the two might the child perhaps be saved. he would visit every hour until a verdict could be made.
a nod to ketzia; a quick trip down to the lake, and he returned bearing soaked moss and a renewed sense of hope.